Jeff Painting only wanted to paint. Then he walked past a murder scene and saw what no one else could see-the killing, the killer, every detail burned into his mind. The police threw away his statement. The killer sent him a text: You saw me. Now another body is waiting. Jeff's gift is becoming a curse. Every vision steals a piece of his mind. But the killer knows Jeff's face now. And the canvas is not done with him yet.
Jeff Painting only wanted to paint. Then he walked past a murder scene and saw what no one else could see-the killing, the killer, every detail burned into his mind. The police threw away his statement. The killer sent him a text: You saw me. Now another body is waiting. Jeff's gift is becoming a curse. Every vision steals a piece of his mind. But the killer knows Jeff's face now. And the canvas is not done with him yet.