They say I have murdered six women. I say I have slain six monsters. Let us find common ground and say I have killed six females. Nobody has yet heard my side of the story, but now they will. You will, reader, if you give me a chance. My "victims" were not the beautiful, spotless lambs the media has shown you. They were wolves in woolen coats, ugly as sin on the inside. I have done my work in good conscience. I have committed crimes, and now I will confess. To steal what Herman Melville said of his magnum opus, "I have written a wicked book, and feel spotless as the lamb."