Today marks the two-year anniversary of starting my new hobby. It had been a terrifying, thrilling, and all together fulfilling journey. No one had suspected a thing, as far as I knew. The first few times I did it, I felt immediate panic afterward, but as soon as the reports of horrible freak accidents showed up in the news, I knew I was safe.

Ashley Gerard lived in a small city and spent her days doing whatever she pleased thanks to an inheritance she received. With no job to tie her down, she was free to wander and enjoy her life.

She enjoyed being alone, except for hanging out with a few close friends, and focused most of her time on her favorite hobby.

Removing horrible, abusive people from the face of the planet.

Ashley took pride in her ability to concoct elaborate scenarios to make their demise look like an accident, and even took requests from anonymous messages. Things were going well until a private investigator with a keen eye turned his sight on one of her crime scenes and she quickly realized she hadn’t been as careful as she thought.

With the detective hot on her heels, and an anonymous messenger threatening to expose her secrets, Ashley had to find a way to keep herself from being exposed.

The thought of hurting an innocent person made her stomach turn, but she’d do whatever she had to do to keep her secret safe.