Blood... on White Palms

About this book

The tale of the darkness that inhabited the houses. Do you trust the faces you meet every morning? And is the friend who shares your laughter the same one who may weave your shroud in secret? In the heart of Sixth of October City, where fake tranquility dwells behind concrete walls, a series of mysterious crimes strikes the city's nerve. Girls in the bloom of youth vanish like smoke, turning into silent corpses carrying secrets only the Hidden Serial Killer understands. Amid this terrifying clamor, engineer Karim finds himself trapped in a whirl of bewilderment, not only because he searches for his lost self in a profession whose garb he never wore, but because the ropes have begun to coil around his neck and the necks of those dearest to him. Blood... on White Palms is not merely a crime novel; it is a human journey into the depths of the disturbed human psyche. It is the story of Hazem who inhabits the morgue, sitting with the dead more than the living; of Rana who fled the pain of loss only to fall into the trap of betrayal; and of Farida, the only light in Karim's dark tunnel. As the circle tightens and friends turn into threads in a masterful game of death, everyone discovers that the truth is not far away; it is a palace inhabited by the one you trusted with your secret. Is it a curse of vengeance? Or the madness dwelling in souls that no longer feel human? Prepare for a journey where breaths quicken, where loyalty is merely a cover, and betrayal has fangs that appear at the moment you least expect.