Picking up immediately from where Roses Are Red leaves off, Violets Are Blue tells the tale of Alex Cross hunting down his most recent nemesis. The secondary mystery is utterly silly, concerning a cult of people that believe they are vampires, but the reason for reading is the race to discover and capture the Mastermind. And frankly, that isn't a very good reason; rip out the vampire nonsense and tack the remaining fifty pages or so to the end of Roses Are Red and that book would have been much better and this one unnecessary. I guess that would have robbed Patterson of another truck load of money, though.
First Sentence:
Nothing ever starts where we think it does.
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