His victims were easy prey. But this killer is about to meet his match – his own conscience. 

Malachi works for a delivery company. He visits his languishing mother in the nursing home. And during his spare time, he likes to murder people with his weapon of choice– scissors. He buries his victims out at his special place–the barn. As they  rot, so he strengthens finding power and growth in their eternal state of unrest. 

He stood over the body, wanting to feel what any normal person should feel. But since the deaths of his brother and father he had never been normal.

Someone is following him, has been for days. The police? A confrontation leads to the unveiling of secrets, of a past that awakens an inner enemy that is greater than any he has faced: compunction. 

Will Malachi fall victim to his own conscience, or can he bury his contrition as easily as he has his victims?