Love can be a truly terrible thing.
Marriages are tricky at the best of times, especially when one of you is
dead.
Vincent Banecroft, the irascible editor of The Stranger Times, has
never believed his wife died despite emphatic evidence to the contrary.
Now, against all odds, it seems he may actually be proved right; but
what lengths will he go to in an attempt to rescue her?
With Banecroft distracted, the shock resignation of assistant editor,
Hannah Willis, couldn't have come at a worse time. It speaks volumes
that her decision to reconcile with her philandering ex-husband is only
marginally less surprising than Banecroft and his wife getting back
together. In this time of crisis, is her decision to swan off to a fancy
new-age retreat run by a celebrity cult really the best thing for
anyone?
As if that wasn't enough, one of the paper's ex-columnists has
disappeared, a particularly impressive trick seeing as he never existed
in the first place.
Floating statues, hijacked ghosts, homicidal cherubs, irate starlings,
Reliant Robins and quite possibly several deeply sinister conspiracies;
all-in-all, a typical week for the staff of The Stranger Times.
