A woman’s voice; broken, bloodied, barely alive. “He’s… he’s pouring paint on the baby…”
By the time first responders arrived, it was too late.
The child was gone. The father was sitting on the couch, drinking a beer. And the mother, shattered in every way, had crawled through hell just to dial the phone.
Told through the eyes of twenty people; paramedics, neighbors, lawyers, cops, strangers, and survivor; BUCKETS is a brutal tapestry of trauma, guilt, and incomprehensible violence. Every chapter reveals another angle. Another scar. Another truth too horrifying to forget.
This is not a whodunit.
It’s a how-could-he.
And the answer will haunt you long after the last page.