Chapter 1
A month ago I put a stake through the heart of the only man I’ve ever loved. Luckily, or not, depending on the day and my mood, that wasn’t enough to kill him.
I found myself the leader of a band of seers and demon killers at the dawn of the Apocalypse. Turns out a lot of that Biblical prophesy crap is true.
I consider it both strange and frightening that I was chosen to lead the final battle between the forces of good and evil. Until last month I’d been nothing more than a former cop turned bartender.
Oh, and I was psychic. Always had been.
Not that being psychic had done anything for me except lose me the only job I wanted—being a cop—and the only man too—the aforementioned extremely hard to kill Jimmy Sanducci. It had also gotten my partner killed, something I had yet to get over despite his wife’s insistence that it hadn’t been my fault.
In an attempt to pay a debt I could never truly pay, I’d taken a job as the first shift bartender in a tavern owned by my partner’s widow. I also found mysel ... read full excerpt from: Doomsday Can Wait ebook
