A mysterious business card. An eccentric proprietor. A private room with one red door, guarding access to the most expensive wines in the world. A tasting most would kill to attend, but for Frankie Fuller...a bore. He's simply not impressed - until the final pour. A bottle so rare, so fine, so limited, not even a professional hedonist of the highest order like Fuller has ever tasted anything like it. A sip into the mind of a serial killer...and he has to have more.