by Dean Koontz
New York: Ballantine, 1995, 436 pp., paperback.
If he worshiped, he would be an ardent pantheist, commited to the belief that all things are sacred, every tree and every flower and every blade of grass, every bird and every beetle. The world is full of pantheists these days; he would be at home among them if he were to join their ranks. When everything is sacred, nothing is. For him, that is the beauty of pantheism. If the life of a child is equal to the life of a bluegill or a barn owl, then Vess may kill attractive little girls as casually as he might crush a scorpion underfoot, with no greater moral offense though with considerably more pleasure.Herein lies a fundamental ethical dilemma of evolution--or perhaps it's merely the underlying justification for those who take the step from attractive little girls to pre-born little girls who are savaged by abortionists.