David Wiltse – författare

Returning to his hometown with his wife and son, FBI hero Pete Ketter becomes caught up in a bizarre murder case that pits him against a psychopathic killer.

Falls City, Nebraska. Just a scratch on the Great Plains. To Billy tree, it''s home--the last refuge for the ex-Secret Service agent scarred in body and soul by an unforgettable tragedy. But he''s trading one for another. For the quiet burg of his youth has changed over the year. darkness has taken hold. And now, the killing secrets and terrible lies buried beneath the tranquil surface of Falls City are ready to erupt.Where it begins is with a shocking sniper attack at the local high school. No motive. No clues. Just two innocent teachers left dead, and a third injured. A woman with secrets of her own, she shares a place in Billy''s heart, his past, and his fears, when a second murder paralyzes the town. Urged by the sheriff to help the investigation, Billy can''t refuse. Even if it means seeing old friends in a terrifying new light, and exposing himself to the insidious rage of mysterious killer...

It''s the hottest summer ever in Falls City, Nebraska. Acting deputy Billy Tree is struggling to readjust to his old hometown as well as recover from the shattering tragedy that ended his Secret Service career. But amid the shimmering heat, deserted barns, and burning plains, a horrifying, decades-old injustice is about to rear its ugly head when a stranger with a vendetta arrives, hell-bent on making Falls City pay for its sins...

He is an American, a patriot... and a disciplined commando trained to infiltrate and destroy. But a war game gone awry has turned Sergeant Mark Stitzer into a haunted victim of his own madness, a walking instrument of death. Now he is on his own mission -- a mission of vengeance, a journey into hell.Hunted by the men who trained him, lured by the one person he trusts, he prowls the city, as stealthy as an animal on its own killing grounds. No one, not the police, not the FBI, not the U.S. Army know how to stop him... and no one can predict the terror he is about to unleash.

Recently married, Sandy Block, a lieutenant on the New York police force, tracks a sadistic psychopathic killer named Tom-Tom who preys on pregnant women and discovers that the murderer is stalking his own wife, Sheila.

While on an African scientific expedition, Peter Stanhope receives a puzzling invitation to his dead brother''s wedding and is plunged into a dangerous scheme of blackmail, intrigue, assassination, espionage, and revenge.

An FBI agent quits retirement to hunt a methodical serial killer with a passion for human blood. The man comes to slowly, feeling caught in a spider’s web. His arms and legs are secured, his mouth is taped shut, and the drugs are keeping him docile. When his captor returns, the man does not even scream. Roger Dyce removes the container of blood he has been draining from his prisoner, brushes the man’s hair, and prepares to indulge in make-believe. Once his prisoner is dressed exactly like his dead grandfather, Roger Dyce can eat. Only the man’s breathing spoils the effect, but soon the breathing will stop.Fifteen men have gone missing from this small Connecticut town, and only John Becker can bring them justice. An FBI agent who retired out of fear that he was too sympathetic towards criminals, he will push himself to the brink to stop Dyce’s sadistic game.

His grandmother can’t go downstairs any more, so Brade brings his victims to the basement. It has all the modern conveniences—pipes fitted with chains, a table to hold his knives, a drain to wash away the blood. It even has a secret exit, for the inevitable day when justice comes to call. But when the bell rings for Brade, it isn’t justice—it’s his conscience, in the form of FBI agent John Becker. More than any other cop, Becker understands what goes on in a serial killer’s mind, and he comes to exact vengeance in blood. An icepick-wielding assassin is loose in New York City, and his target is Yasser Arafat. Bury his icepick in the Palestinian’s ear, and the Mideast will descend into chaos—unless Becker can get the killer’s scent in time to bring him down.

A vicious serial killer is on the loose in Tennessee, and only Becker can bring him down.Every night, Coop reaches for Swann, his beloved punk, and clutches him in the terrible embrace of the prison cell. Afterwards, Swann questions Coop about his crimes—a bloody catechism that touches on every person Coop has ever killed. Of all the stories, Coop’s favorite is the one about the two girls in West Virginia, the girls he killed slowly and left in the abandoned coal mine. He talks about it every night, and when he gets out, Swann will tell his story to the only people who care: the FBI.FBI agent John Becker has made a career out of getting inside the heads of serial killers, but even he can’t understand Coop as well as Swann does. When his old cellmate celebrates his release with a new killing spree, Swann offers to help Becker catch him—but he has a few favors to ask of his own.

Becker searches Appalachia for a bizarre pair of serial killers. Dee tears through the closet, looking for something to beat Ash with. The hangers are no good, so she asks for his belt. He hands it over willingly, and hangs his head as she beats him unconscious. Her rages have gotten worse ever since they started kidnapping the boys. Ash does not mind the pain, but the boys cry when Dee beats them. It hurts Ash to hear them cry, for he loves the boys dearly—so dearly that he is always willing to kill them to stop the tears.When another boy vanishes from an Appalachia shopping mall, the FBI calls on retired agent John Becker, who knows better than anyone how serial killers think. But Dee and Ash are not like any killer he has chased before, and catching them will mean going into a darker place than he ever has before.

A bone washes up in a small Connecticut town, and lands at John Becker’s feet. It takes three months of rain for the bone to float up from its hiding place. It drifts to the door of a local housewife, who puts in a panicked call to the local police. The chief takes the call himself, and happens to bring John Becker along. Becker, a former FBI agent known nationwide for killing serial killers, has come here to get away from murder, but the bone washes up like a message in a bottle—a message that says death has found him again.The bone is human, with saw marks on either end, and it draws Becker into a gory game of cat and mouse. The killer, who calls himself Captain Luv, seduces every woman he can, and murders a select few. To find him, Becker will have to think like a madman—a part he plays all too well.

A vicious serial killer is on the loose in Tennessee, and only Becker can bring him down. Every night, Coop reaches for Swann, his beloved punk, and clutches him in the terrible embrace of the prison cell. Afterwards, Swann questions Coop about his crimes—a bloody catechism that touches on every person Coop has ever killed. Of all the stories, Coop’s favorite is the one about the two girls in West Virginia, the girls he killed slowly and left in the abandoned coal mine. He talks about it every night, and when he gets out, Swann will tell his story to the only people who care: the FBI.FBI agent John Becker has made a career out of getting inside the heads of serial killers, but even he can’t understand Coop as well as Swann does. When his old cellmate celebrates his release with a new killing spree, Swann offers to help Becker catch him—but he has a few favors to ask of his own.