Generally, I have a preference for books that present complete stories. These stories typically have a distinct beginning, a well-developed middle, and a conclusive end. When I reach the last page, my mind engages in the process of evaluating and digesting what I have read, allowing me to form a coherent opinion. "Roses are Red" by James Patterson, however, departs from his usual narrative style. Most of Patterson's novels commence by captivating the reader and drawing them into his fictional world. He leads them through a series of short chapters filled with non-stop action, much like guiding them down corridors. As the reader embarks on this fast-paced journey through the hall of suspense, they receive fleeting impressions of potential danger from various directions, as if through open doors and unguarded windows. This ultimately culminates in a thrilling climax that quickens the heart and stirs the emotions. When the story concludes, a sense of satisfaction and well-being fills the reader's mind, and the world once again seems like a good and safe place. In contrast, "Roses are Red" is different. It features an extensive and arduous manhunt that spans four hundred pages, only to end where it began (minus a few unfortunate victims). The reader is then left to pick up the thread in its sequel. Despite this unique structure, it still possesses all the elements of a memorable read, and I wholeheartedly recommend it to enthusiasts of crime fiction.