Evil Returns to San Francisco-and This Time, the Dead Won't Stay Buried
When Senator George Hearst taps Neville Stryker for another off-the-books job, it leads him straight to the gutted remains of the Mark Hopkins Mansion—once a crown jewel of Nob Hill, now a crime scene soaked in silence. The tenants, the Bosworth family, have vanished, their blood staining the marble, their bodies nowhere to be found. Locals whisper the place is cursed. Haunted. But Stryker knows better. Evil wears many masks, and not all of them are dead.
Inside the mansion's decaying splendor, strange things stir—phantoms of the past, secrets buried deep beneath velvet and stone. As Neville unravels the mysterious tragedy of the Bosworths, he begins to suspect the truth cuts closer to the bone than he ever imagined.
The deeper he digs, the more the line blurs between what's real and what's revenge. Between who he hunts—and who he is.
One truth waits in the shadows: some ghosts don't just haunt houses.
They haunt bloodlines.
