Ho, hum, another day at the office...

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"The Architect" by Keith Ablow West Crosse is a stunningly brilliant, strikingly handsome architect with a love of ideal beauty and a commitment to achieving it at any cost. But the rich, powerful families who engage him to design their homes don't know his dark side: Corsse can't stop at designing their dwellings. He needs to make their lives more perfect too, even if it means a gut rehab of the family, even if the final design takes years to achieve: murdering an abusive spouse, a toxic lover, a predatory business partner, or an unwanted child. As Crosse is about to embark on the master work of his creative life, the FBI puts Frank Clevenger on the case, and the ultimate cat and mouse game begins.

[Kris Krieger]

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Of course. There is no such thing as "an average-joe type of Architect", or a "...a pudgy Architect who bore a great resemblance to Michelin's (TM) Tire Man character..." or "...a tall, gaunt architect with a large decirved nose, who bore and uncanny resembleance to Disney's rendition of Ichabod Crane..."

Not even "...a strikingly handsome architect whose hair transplant hid the light scarring of the years of plastic surgery which had transformed his original under-average facial features..."