Nine college coed bodies found around L.A. over the past six months -- but only their bodies. Around their necks a cheery red ribbon and a tiny silver bell. Just below where their heads used to be. Nicknamed "The Slaybell Killer" by the L.A. Times, the killer is a madman and a ghost. And no one has ever seen his face.

At the center of it all is Detective Frank Morresi, a grizzled veteran of the force and widower who randomly caught the case of his life. Only he wishes he hadn't. Mostly because every victim reminds Frank of his only daughter, Kerry.

Determined to end the lunatic's reign of terror, Frank gets aggressive. But instead of getting him off the streets, Frank thrusts himself onto the killer's center stage -- along with his daughter. Now it's personal. The killer will do anything to kill Kerry, and until he does he's going to kill every lookalike he can find.

Kerry's a beautiful girl, but looking like her can be deadly.