True Justice

True Justice : Sometimes the Dead Do Return

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A spine-tingling, supernatural thriller exploring the ongoing connections we have with our past lives and the reasons we keep coming back to this world, searching for our own version of true justice. Having been summoned by the police, Sonny Clark arrives at his ex-wife's East Village apartment to ID her body. When they tell him her death wasn't just another overdose, but a clear case of murder, Sonny swears to find her killers and make them pay. But the cops don't like the idea of him playing vigilante, and want him to leave town while they investigate. So Sonny heads for the Colorado Rockies to plan what he'll do if they come up short, and once there learns her killers are now coming for him-along with all the others they slaughtered out there over a hundred years ago. Camped near the town of Redemption, Sonny is haunted by visions of people being shot to death and images of a mysterious woman. The other campers tell him a tale of two drifters and the killing spree they went on more than a century ago, suggesting he meet Nora, owner of the general store. Turns out she's the woman in his visions and they feel a strong attraction to each other. She says she's been waiting for him, that they were newlyweds in that other life when two drifters rode into town one day, shot Sonny dead, raped and butchered Nora, and gunned down everyone else they saw. She then shows him photos she's collected of the victims. They look like Sonny, Nora, the campers, and Sonny's ex-wife. After Sonny mentions the strange circumstances surrounding his ex-wife's murder, Nora is convinced the drifters are back. Soon bodies are piling up, and while Sonny and Nora scramble to learn the drifters' identities, a supernatural conspiracy, steeped in black magic, comes to light, featuring the drifters and their plans to kill everyone there again before implementing the final stage of an ambitious scheme designed to give the drifters the occult powers they've been working so hard to attain each time they've returned to this world. But the specifics remain unclear until a shape-shifting shaman shows up, offering to help Sonny and Nora prepare for the drifters, telling them about a brotherhood of ancient spirits and their cadre of elite warriors who make things gone wrong in this world right. Soon after the shaman explains why Sonny and Nora and the shaman have been sent there to stop the drifters and what their exact roles are, the drifters appear and try to kill Sonny and Nora and several of the campers. When the attempt fails, Sonny and Nora chase after the drifters, following them though a labyrinth of nether realms until the drifters end up turning the tables, trapping them in a mysterious world filled with ugly, dangerous creatures who like to torture and kill, where bad things happen, and Sonny and Nora must battle for their souls. To read an excerpt from True Justice, scroll up and click the "Look Inside!" feature on the top left-hand side of the more

Product details

  • Paperback | 372 pages
  • 152 x 229 x 18mm | 467g
  • Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1514783770
  • 9781514783771

About Ed Waygren

For as far back as I can recall, I've been intrigued by a sense of there being more going on in our world than we realize. And as I've grown older, I've become convinced there are spirits we can't see or hear or discern with any of our normal senses that exist at the periphery of our awareness. And I believe they can and often do impact our daily lives. Sometimes to help. Sometimes not. And even though I have these beliefs, I still have questions. What are these spirits? Where do they come from? What do they want? And why? Now, I've got some ideas and opinions, but that's all they are-ideas and opinions. How about you? You must be aware of them too, right? Deep down in the core of your being? Think back to when you were a kid. Back to before your parents and teachers told you those spirits you saw or heard or sensed were nothing more than your own imaginings. Not at all real. But you knew better. They were all over the place, weren't they? Lurking in the closet or under the bed. Following you home on cold and dark nights when you were all alone. Remember those sudden chills crawling up your spine? Your heart skipping a beat for no reason at all, and then racing into overdrive? Something was there. I was sure then and I'm sure now. And I think it's still there. Waiting. Don't you?show more