JOURNEY TO THE KILLING GROUND

It was an age of innocence – an era of carhops, poodle skirts, and hula hoops. It was also a time of terror. In 1958, a man named Harvey Glatman sped along the Santa Ana freeway out of L.A., headed to the desert with his date huddled in the passenger seat beside him. In his pockets Harvey had a gun and a length of rope. Drunk on power, arousal, and rage, Harvey also had a plan. And beneath the desert stars, by the light of the moon, he carried out his ordeal of unimaginable cruelty – using his body, a camera, and his rope….

Months later, after one of his inhuman attacks went awry, Harvey’s torture killings were described to a shocked and silent California courtroom. For decades, these infamous deeds would inspire television and movie plots. But until now, there has been no definitive account of the forces that drove one of America’s most legendary serial killers. And never before has it been explained why, for Harvey Glatman, his crimes weren’t about killing, raping, and torturing at all – they were all about the rope.