By Stephen G. Michaud with Roy Hazelwood. Blurbed by, among others, John Douglas and Chris Carter (yeah, "that one"), it's functionally a crimoir about Hazelwood's work with the worst of the worst.
The paperback is in evidently used condition: a cracked spine, which leans; some shelfwear. But the pages aren't terribly toned; this is a serviceable reading copy of a somewhat minor entry in the profiling subgenre. If you're a completist in that area, this is a good pickup.