When Fantasia Doree was small she started with a big bang. A deadly killer who is at large commiting crimes she carve her victims and leaves her signature PFK making it look like a work of art which it was. The thrill of hunting down her preys makes her all the more daring at playing the game of cat and mouse with the detectives. The worst part is that publicly she was so angelic in all her looks and behavior that no one would ever think of the possibility as her being the killer, but then again who would ever consider a child with the looks and temperament of an angel to be so monstrous.
For years she grew even more angelic and beautiful and still as careful as ever until that fateful day when a handsome detective stopped by and asked her advice. She could feel the pull and the way her heart swell whenever he looked at her and asked a simple question, that joy and longing at the same time and right then she knew there was something about him she had to see and she wanted him too.

Special Detective Justice Swarie was assigned to the case because of his outstanding recommendation and expertise. He was also someone who loves the hunt but never got satisfaction. However before he was even assigned to PFK he was keeping an eye on it. It was the biggest case and that leaves him obsessed he was filled with excitement, a case that crawls under his skin. With each new PFK case there was even more exhilaration even more than he thought was possible. 
Once he had a brief run in with Fantasia Doree and found great comfort in her above expectation company. One thing led to another and before they know it he started visiting the forensic doctor regularly.

Will Fantasia Doree kill Justice Swarie or will he turn her in when find out that his sweet forensic doctor who he treasure so much is his PFK he is hunting.

***SNIPPET***

"Senior, have a look at this", the forensic pathology team leader said in a rushed voice.
" We found that the PFK on the body not only have a cursive style but look," There on the printed paper showing a picture of the bran on the body was tiny words that made the outline of the bold three letter signature.
"This....!", Shocked and also excited at what he saw detective Swarie quickly masked his emotions carefully and said in a somber tone to no one in particular.
"About time we got a lead don't you think?"
He took up his coat with completely careful movements making sure not to show the nervous shake of his hand and turned to his team.
" Now we have a new lead," he announced, 
"We need to find all mechanics who specializes in delicate inlaid designs, we also need to consults the professors at Groudil Collage of the arts so we can get a list of students who might have a possibility of creating this design. Any question?"
No one said anything.
"DISMESSED."
They all got up and went about the task at hand.

Leaving the police station they failed to realized that on the other side of the street was an ordinary looking inconspicuous car with a grinning woman looking at a tablet with an earpiece in her ear. She was zooming in on detective Justice Swarie and her eyes glazed over when she realized that he too had the same look of a hunter. 
'yes that's the look I've been waiting for.... finally' she thought.
She giggled like a love sick teenager then laughed right out over what she just discovered. Not only did they find out that her signature was made with inlaid words but they are going to see the old madam. 
' That woman is even worst than I am.' she thought. "Ha ha ha ha.....they are in for a real turn around this time, I have to stop by with a gift for dinner."
She drove away without another glance at the detectives knowing full well that they are right where they started and that her mentor will be so pleased with her she just might get the special tools that has been made with the outmost untraceable accuracy. 

'BEFORE DINNER WHO SHOULD I KILL AS AN APPETIZER'  She though looking around with the grin still in place.

Chapter 1 - A GRUESOME ACT