Lysette had seen it all. As a child, she has witnessed her parents' gruesome murder, and as an adult, she had seen men leering at her as she worked the strip clubs. But that night in the subway, the night she shot the mugger, she saw something else. She saw the mugger, dying and bleeding, at her feet. And she saw her mission in life. That night, The Nightwatcher was born. That night, the terror began.
