Gretchen's on the run, but she promised poor Archie she'd murder no more. But murders occur, weird and terrible one with eyeballs and spleens and stuff. Will poor Archie be allowed to recuperate his mental health without being dragged into the grand guignol? No! Each book so far has added a few more wounds to poor Archie's body, and this is no exception - guess what sort of bizarre and terrible wounds are inflicted on the long-suffering guy, and win a prize.

This is such excellent and entertaining trash that the nastily transgressive body-horror bits sneak up on you, but it's well within the sick logic of Gretchen's world.