This is not great literature. I'm not sure I can even call it good genre fiction. But if you can deal with a crime thriller with a heavy dose of the supernatural/paranormal, this can be a real page-turner. It wasn't the sort of tale I could really believe, but I could suspend disbelief and enjoy the story. I definitely wanted to know how it turned out.

Jack Donovan is a Chicago-based ATF agent and former CPD detective. His chief nemesis kidnaps his daughter and taunts him with the knowledge that she has been buried alive with a limited air supply. This prompts an increasingly frantic investigation, and some risky behavior by Jack. In the process, this skeptic agent faces questions of what happens when we die? when a heart stops and is revived by a medic? Things begin to get very strange.

Lots of people die in this book. Suffice it to say, some are deader than others. ( )

FORTUNATELY, it’s not often one comes across a book quite as dire as this one: the only mystery is how it managed to get published at all, let alone by a reputable house. When ATF agent Jack Donovan fatally injures the wife of terrorist cult leader Alex Gunderson, Gunderson kidnaps Donovan’s estranged daughter Jessie and buries her alive.

What follows is a hotchpotch involving near- death experiences, the Chucky-style transmigration of souls, and possession.

All nonsense, and boring nonsense at that, this book skids uncomfortably between thriller and the supernatural, and is as schizophrenic as some of its characters ( )