In this heart-pounding epilogue novel to the acclaimed, New York Times bestselling Sandman Slim series, James Stark once again finds himself between a rock and a hard placeāexcept this time the rock is Heaven, and the hard place is Hellā¦
A devilās work is never done.
James Stark, aka Sandman Slim, is trying to find his footing in a Heaven thatās anything but heavenly. And when God gets attacked and the angels and hellions start picking sides for a new war, the celestial realm is one spark away from an explosion. Stark just wants to be left alone to watch old movies, but when a madman named Dixie Midnight starts cutting a bloody path through the palace, heās dragged back into the fray.
Starkās investigation uncovers a conspiracy that goes deeper than he could have ever imagined. And every new encounter leads to yet another mystery, another foe, andāat one pointāa spell that is inexorably draining his very essence. Betrayed by those he should be able to trust, hunted by supposed friends and enemies alikeāall while running out of time, because apparently there is nothing after the afterlifeāStark must navigate the treacherous corridors of Heaven and the backroads of Hell to solve a problem he only sort of understands.
And he'd kill for a good apple fritter.
Death is not the worst thing that can happen to Starkādealing with bureaucratic assholes, renegade angels, and homicidal sociopaths is. Stark thought he was done with being the monster killer...done with being the monster. He was wrong.
In this heart-pounding epilogue novel to the acclaimed, New York Times bestselling Sandman Slim series, James Stark once again finds himself between a rock and a hard placeāexcept this time the rock is Heaven, and the hard place is Hellā¦
A devilās work is never done.
James Stark, aka Sandman Slim, is trying to find his footing in a Heaven thatās anything but heavenly. And when God gets attacked and the angels and hellions start picking sides for a new war, the celestial realm is one spark away from an explosion. Stark just wants to be left alone to watch old movies, but when a madman named Dixie Midnight starts cutting a bloody path through the palace, heās dragged back into the fray.
Starkās investigation uncovers a conspiracy that goes deeper than he could have ever imagined. And every new encounter leads to yet another mystery, another foe, andāat one pointāa spell that is inexorably draining his very essence. Betrayed by those he should be able to trust, hunted by supposed friends and enemies alikeāall while running out of time, because apparently there is nothing after the afterlifeāStark must navigate the treacherous corridors of Heaven and the backroads of Hell to solve a problem he only sort of understands.
And he'd kill for a good apple fritter.
Death is not the worst thing that can happen to Starkādealing with bureaucratic assholes, renegade angels, and homicidal sociopaths is. Stark thought he was done with being the monster killer...done with being the monster. He was wrong.