Richard Teft would rather live life recklessly numb than face the suffocating reality around him. Beautiful blonde women in Samhale County are being murdered right under his nose, and if he stopped drinking himself into darkness long enough to investigate, he might be forced to accept personal responsibility for their last breaths.

One by one, another pretty face joins the parade of dead women, but there is one Richard is terrified will join the lineup: Amy Jones, the sunshine of Samhale, who makes the butterflies in his stomach fly in drunken loops.

With broken memories of blond ringlets wrapped around his fingers and dead eyes filling him with guilt, could his blackouts be a coincidental happenstance? Or are the suffocating demons inside of him dark enough to steal the last breaths of the woman he loves?