Blackest Hour

It was a sunny spring day, typical for a day signifying good omens. For Lyn Zolga, it was not a good day. One of her "friends" in the triads had warned her about not only a serial killer but, a rapist too. Vector was what he was called. The only thing she knew about him was that name and the fact that he was most recently seen near an abandoned logging camp. It would have to be a swift, easy kill. Lyn didn't want to be around when one of the generals showed up to sniff around.