A new moon over Tuscany. A parked car. Two people who never make it home. From 1968 to 1985, a single .22 pistol and a practiced blade haunted the countryside around Florence, claiming eight couples and leaving behind a pattern as meticulous as it was merciless. Moonless Florence reconstructs the case from the ground up-who the victims were, where the evidence led, and why the truth still resists a name.This book contains no images-only cinematic narrative written in the style of a detective-investigator. It opens with the couples-engagements, late dinners, whispered plans-and moves scene by scene through Signa, Borgo San Lorenzo, Scandicci, Calenzano, Montespertoli, and Scopeti, charting ballistics links to the same Winchester "H" ammunition, the emergence of clinical postmortem excisions, and the task force that formed when the pattern could no longer be ignored. You'll walk the lanes, study the casings, and watch a courtroom's certainty unravel on appeal.Inside: a clean timeline, documented victimology/perpetratorology, and the late-breaking forensic turn-a male DNA profile recovered from aged bullets that does not match any previously convicted suspects-which reframes the assumptions of a generation.What You'll UncoverHow eight double homicides were formally linked by ammunition, extractor marks, and ritual.Why early "domestic" explanations collapsed once 1968 evidence matched later scenes.The investigative fissures: false arrests, contested trials, and the limits of 1980s forensics.The 2024 DNA development-and what it can (and cannot) answer.This Book Is For Readers Who...want deep-dive true crime that centers victims, not spectacle;follow cold case breakthroughs and modern DNA timelines;enjoy investigative nonfiction with clear sourcing and restraint;seek forensic case analysis over rumor;collect serial killer case studies with responsible context.Perfect For Fans Of... Gregg Olsen; Michelle McNamara; John Douglas & Mark Olshaker; Steve Jackson; and longform true crime podcast investigations.Why It EnduresBecause Tuscany's beauty could not protect its quiet places; because families and investigators carried a question through decades; and because a brass rim's faint toolmark may still be the most honest witness the lanes ever had.