Reviewed by Kate

Andrew has a thing for hands. He likes to rape and kill women and then cut off their hands for... later use, shall we say. He's a supremely nasty little man, and his story is pretty graphic.

I can't criticize the writer, technically, good solid workmanship here. I don't usually criticize subject matter unless it is a case of faulty plot logic, and I'm not about to start here. All I will say is that this story made me feel ill, probably because of the gleeful way it is presented.

Maybe the author feels that the ending justifies the sensationalism in the rest of the story. I'm not convinced.