As cozy as their house had seemed, there was a cold secret beneath the house. At the bottom of the basement stairs and beyond a small pond-like sized puddle was where evil lived. It was the only part of the house that was always cold and damp no matter the time of day or time of year. Structurally speaking, it was part of the house but there were two, perhaps three steps that separated home from hell. Time at the bottom of those stairs didn't seem to exist either- like a black hole between space, where the air was always still and metallic. It had seen so much horror, it become death itself. In this basement, death was the butchers apprentice and William Suff was the master. A simple country man. A family man. His way of life - this was the way he and his family survived. He provided for them and he was good at it. Unbeknownst to him, the brutality of his actions caused people pain and suffering - the people that he butchered and maimed then killed. In fact, it was alleged that he used the breast of one of his victims in his chili, which won the Riverside County Employee Chili Cook-off. In The Chili King, author Brian Lee Tucker examines the case through William Suff's eyes, through his mind, and beyond, into a nightmarish world where death is the normality and cannibalism the main course.
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