Being hunted by a demon sucks, no matter how tough you are. Nick St. James moved to Seattle, started a new career and created wards to hide from the supernatural world. It should have been enough, but after five years, his vampire sister-in-law found him. Now she’s dead. Nick has to find out who keeps summoning the demon before it kills him and its next targets: a mother and her child.But this will require some help from the very people he’s been trying to hide from: his friends. A voodoo houngan, a vampire coroner, a Norse goddess, and a few more unlikely allies will join forces to track down who summoned the demon, and find out why.Will he discover who wants them dead in time?

When a vampire asks Nick St. James to investigate his friend’s murder, the answer should have been easy, right? NO. Okay, not so easy. How do you say no to a friend like Felix? Besides, with Thelma by his side, what could go wrong? She’s got that, umm … cute pink backpack of Voodoo magic. Of course it hurts that she manages to look good even when she accidentally conjures and gets possessed by a drunk loa. No, it won’t be at all distracting to have her along. Since no good deed goes unpunished, a crazy man with starry eyes jumps out of the shadows at the victim’s apartment and pummels them. Their attacker doesn’t just beat them up but also infects them with some bad mojo that’s killing Thelma and making Nick angry … angrier. If the trail to the suspect—the Green Man—is any indication, they’ll be killed before the poison finishes the job. The old gods are more dangerous than helpful. The Watchers—even the one who seems to have a brain—are always a hazard. And what’s with the all the minions? Who has minions anymore? Not to mention the rapid progression of the infection that quickly upgrades Nick’s condition to ‘blind-rage-filled.’ Why couldn’t Felix have just asked Nick to help him move?