The Orthodox believe the Jewish Sabbath's special. Jews not only wind down, but the mystics say they also receive a second soul for the duration. Is that neshamah yetayrah a tangible thing, a true presence? Nu, who knows? Maybe this second soul is nothing more than a metaphor for peace of mind.
Nearly three years after his partner's suicide-and a year after meeting an angel-D.C. Detective Jason Saunders sure could use some of that.
Unfortunately, this Friday night's shaping up to be a doozy.
A pimp's killed by one of his girls, who claims to have been invaded by a presence, a Not-Lily, who pulled the strings. In the apartment, Jason discovers a grisly snuff film showing the long-ago murder of a young Asian girl.
While in the emergency room to interview his suspect, Jason meets psychiatrist Sarah Wylde, who sports mystical yantra tattoos and whose specialty just happens to be cacodemonomania-the belief one's possessed by a demon. She's also the daughter of Preston Wylde, a famed FBI profiles the press has dubbed "The Demon Hunter."
Coincidence? Perhaps not. Because when Sarah Wylde's attacked by a drunken Vietnam vet, Jason swears there's a presence lurking in the man-and something else just as powerful inside Wylde.
A year ago, Jason Saunders was touched by an angel.