Maskerade

"Death, to be precise. And plenty of it. In unpleasant variations.This isn't real life.This isn't even cheesemongerinig. It's opera. Where the music matters and where an opera house is being terrorised by a man in evening dress with a white mask, lurking in the shadows, occasionally killing people, and most worryingly, sending little notes, writing maniacal laughter with five exclamation marks. Opera can do that to a man. In such circumstances, life has obviously reached that desperate point where the wrong thing to do has to be the right thing to do..."--Back cover.