The friendly man at the roadside BBQ stand had a secret ingredient. His special pork sandwiches weren't pork at all. In the grimy, industrial underbelly of 1990s Baltimore, a 450-pound forklift operator named Joe Metheny served up fresh, hot burgers to his unsuspecting customers. He was a monster hiding in plain sight, a predator who used his immense size and superficial charm to lure the city's most vulnerable into his abattoir-a makeshift lair of blood and bone hidden among the forgotten factories of Curtis Bay. This is not a story for the faint of heart. Based on the public record and Metheny's own depraved, boastful confessions, this 238-page novel of true horror is a relentless and unflinching descent into the mind of a real-life cannibal. Meticulously reconstructed, this narrative spares no gruesome detail, forcing you to witness every brutal, bone-shattering act of a killer who saw his victims not as people, but as a product to be butchered, consumed, and sold. You will not only enter the mind of a sociopath, but you will be forced to confront the book's central, stomach-churning question: how many of his neighbors, friends, and customers took a bite and unknowingly tasted the flesh of his victims? The Cannibal of Curtis Bay is a journey into the heart of a man who did not just murder his victims-he erased them from the food chain in the most horrifying way imaginable. This is a story that will not just keep you up at night-it will change the way you look at every roadside diner forever. If you have the stomach for the truth, your order is ready.