“That night, I discovered the monsters in our world and they, in turn, discovered me.”
New Orleans was nearly the death of Jeremiah Hunt. Getting shot by the FBI was bad enough, but it paled in comparison to the soul-searing journey through the realm of the dead that followed. Never mind Hunt’s do-or-die confrontation with Death himself.
Hunt survived but doing so caused its own host of problems. An arcane ritual needed to reclaim the soul of the beautiful hedge witch who previously saved Hunt’s life goes awry, forcing him on the run once more, this time to Los Angeles.
In the city of angels, Hunt must contend with one of its far-too-numerous devils, the magister Carlos Fuentes, who thinks Hunt can provide him with the mystical key that opens the gates to Hell itself. By threatening Hunt’s beloved companions, Fuentes forces him to join his dread quest. Having the Preacher show up and call in his marker for helping Hunt in New Orleans just puts icing on the cake.
But Hunt’s learned a thing or two in the months since his life was hijacked by his ill-considered devil’s bargain and he has no intention of going down without a fight.