The Seventh Day

by Alexander, Michael

• ISBN13: 9781475939941
• ISBN10: 1475939949
• Format: Hardcover
• Copyright: 2012-08-31
• Publisher: Author Solutions

Summary

Detective Nick McCallister investigates a rash of suicides-three on the south end and three on the west end, his own son Justin among them. Something evil is happening in the city. McCallister comes face to face with that evil when Satan's personal assistant Nathan appears in his living room late one night and asks if he's ready for the truth. While an escape from reality is actually what he wants, McCallister knows Nathan must be stopped-but he has no idea how to proceed. McCallister is already being sucked downward by the emotional undercurrent from a failing marriage, Justin's suicide, and the investigation of his own police force over the grim murder of a local African American civil rights activist. He's drawn into the ugliest corners of a truth he never could have imagined, a world where the myths of civilization are exposed, the Inquisition analyzed, and the Holy Bible rewritten. McCallister is challenged to determine what is truly good and what is truly evil after he realizes his son and his wife have made their own informed and untimely decisions.

Excerpts

"Are you prepared to hear the truth, Nick?" The voice that prompted McCallister from his restless sleep was not one that he recognized. It did not belong to the tired soul who usually urged him, "Come to bed." This voice was alien to him, and as he sluggishly lifted his head, still drunk from the whiskey that had rendered him unconscious, McCallister opened his weary eyes in search of the owner of the menacing voice. Straining to see through the darkness, his pupils dilating, adjusting to the lack of light, he scanned the room, and his vision slowly cleared. Sitting across from him, in his living room, was a strangely familiar man with jet black hair, charcoal eye sockets, and a coarse face. Thinking the man a figment of his imagination, McCallister shook his head and opened his eyes once again, but the vision did not disappear. Instinctively, he reached for his gun and fumbled at his side. To his surprise, the pistol had been removed from his holster. He jumped to his feet; the surge of adrenaline through his body expelled any residual intoxication, and he took a step toward the unwelcome intruder but came to an abrupt halt when he found himself nose-to-barrel with his own gun.