The city of Arcadia is the dark side of the American Dream. It’s the land of opportunity, if you’ve got the money to buy it or the muscle to take it. The police are the best trained and equipped in the country, if you can afford their protection. Crime is under control, because crime is in control. For the corrupt and the ruthless, Arcadia is paradise on Earth. But a cold wind is blowing through the streets of Arcadia, a plague wind in black leather and torn cloth, a one-eyed, one-man judge, jury, and executioner who the papers call "The X-Killer." He has set the new rules for Arcadia. Cross the line once, you’ll receive a warning. Cross them twice, and "X" will mark the spot . . . where they’ll find your body!
Violent and morally ambiguous, X walks the thin line between heroism and obsession and shows that sometimes the cure may be worse than the disease
Violent and morally ambiguous, X walks the thin line between heroism and obsession and shows that sometimes the cure may be worse than the disease
