Meet Douglas Fairbanks Jr. -- not his real name. One day,
defending himself, he kills his assailant. Going through
the man's wallet, he finds clippings and realizes he's just
killed "Grandson of Barney," a noted serial killer. He also
learns the killer has been communicating with a group of
other serial killers and has been invited to meet with
them.
So Douglas goes to keep the meeting. He finds out all these
serial killers meet regularly for dinner, where they share
stories. It's a sort of club. Each killer takes the name
of a famous Hollywood star in order to keep his or her
identity secret. Douglas is intrigued and begins a new
life -- going to the dinners, following the killers one at
a
time and killing them off. All is going well until he opens
his door one day to find FBI agent Wade on his doorstep.
But it's not what Douglas thinks. Agent Wade gives "Dougie"
two months to finish killing off all the serial killers, or
he'll take the evidence he has and arrest Douglas for the
murders.
THE SERIAL KILLERS CLUB is tongue-in-cheek, irreverent and
very funny. The premise is totally fresh and new and the
characters are very unusual. Dougie is a delight. I enjoyed
it -- a good read.
When our hero finds himself in the path of a serial killer,
he somehow manages to defend himself, and give the blood-
thirsty madman a taste of his own medicine. But when he
goes through the dead man's wallet, he finds a mysterious
personal ad inviting him to join a party hosted by Errol
Flynn. What begins with passing curiosity soon becomes
uncontrollable obsession, as our hero becomes acquainted
with 18 killers.
Their game: to share the thrill of the hunt and to make
sure no two members choose the same two victims. To protect
their identities, they have all chosen names of old
Hollywood stars, and before long, our hero becomes Douglas
Fairbanks, Jr. But he has no intention of following the
rules. With a government special agent on his trail who
will soon become his partner in crime, "Dougie" plans to
knock off the killers one by one, from Carole Lombard to
Chuck Norris, to Laurence Olivier and Cher. But what will
happen when the "stars" notice their numbers dropping...?