Lucia Vance painted her first murder at age twenty-three. Not intentionally. She'd been working on an abstract piece, letting her brush move without conscious thought, when the image emerged. A woman. A knife. A specific apartment she'd never seen. Three days later, the news reported it. Exact details. Same location. The victim matched her painting perfectly. Lucia told herself it was coincidence. Probability. Random chance. Then she painted the second murder. Then the third. Now the police were at her door, asking questions she couldn't answer. Because she didn't know how she knew. She just painted what demanded to be painted.
Billy Williams is a German-born storyteller with a fascination for the fragile threads connecting memory, history, and the future. In his twenties, he has already carved a voice that blends sharp imagination with a deep sense of humanity.View all by Billy Williams
