Tough guys don't talk about being tough guys. They just are tough guys. Anti-social psychotic sociopaths don't talk about being anti-social psychotic sociopaths. They just talk about paint. Paint and antlers. Welcome to fictional rural Texas. When two women are murdered all the clues indicate the same killer committed both crimes. Local law enforcement investigates every dead end, every bogus theory and accuses most everyone in town, but the right person. The sociopath with a love of paint enjoys watching the police run in ...
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Tough guys don't talk about being tough guys. They just are tough guys. Anti-social psychotic sociopaths don't talk about being anti-social psychotic sociopaths. They just talk about paint. Paint and antlers. Welcome to fictional rural Texas. When two women are murdered all the clues indicate the same killer committed both crimes. Local law enforcement investigates every dead end, every bogus theory and accuses most everyone in town, but the right person. The sociopath with a love of paint enjoys watching the police run in circles while he plans his next move. He stalks because he can and prints custom t-shirts because he likes to. He never explains why he does what he does, but possibly he doesn't know either. The Police Captain puts the town's best detectives on the case. Woodrow and Joshua have little in common, but work well together when they aren't arguing. While the two senior detectives search for clues Woodrow's personal life interferes with work. He has trust issues, fidelity issues and takes his marriage vows as suggestions if his wife is in the room. He wants to interview every woman in town, but not about the crimes. Joshua senses evil around every corner and searches for the meaning of life, to his life, to other people's lives and to pretty much everything. He was an undercover big city cop who sampled too much product, went down the rabbit hole and liked what he saw so he stayed. A few too many twelve step programs later he ended up in this small town. These two different cops end up in the same small town with the same problem. Two women have been murdered in ritualistic TV stereotypical gruesome ways involving antlers in a creepy isolated cabin no woman in her right mind would go in. Why are women always the victim?No two men were more poorly suited to be police officers or partners, but with the help of a rookie they save the day, save the town and manage to get suspended only once. Now that they've found one killer they can go back to life like it used to be when they lived by the Old West adage - Leave me the hell alone. Wait, found one killer? There's more?
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