By Mike Cox. You ever feel like the creators of culture way overestimate consumer interest in a given case or perpetrator? Because I feel like the amount of Henry Lee Lucas content is out of proportion to the demand. ...Which is why I'm selling you this paperback? Hee. This one is right down the fairway of its microgenre, i.e., plays up the horrors Lucas may have committed and doesn't address the idea that he made up a lot of stories.
The paperback itself is in predictable condition: edgewear, creased spine, a nick out of the bottom left of the front cover, toned pages, foreseeably anodyne photos.