Reagan Moon didn't plan on being an earth guardian. He was your average paranormal reporter...until 1,000 volts of raw electricity fused an ancient relic into his sternum. It left him with Powers and lets him do things most humans can't. There's others like him, seven of them to be exact. They call themselves the Imperia and have the unenviable job of using their various talents to keep earth from going down the toilet. This usually involves fighting monsters, tweaking the laws of physics, and keeping lots of booze and bandages on hand.But when Saint Death comes knocking, no amount of holy water and hand grenades can slow her roll.Santa Muerte had been migrating from Mexico into SoCal for the last half century, bringing a toxic mix of old world esoterica, religion, and crime. The folk religion's central deity sometimes appeared as a Virgin, a bride, or a queen. Some called her the Grim Reapress. But mostly she was known as Saint Death. And now she's got a companion. With the help of the Summu Nura, a Neuro priestess has rediscovered the Grimoire of Azrael, the Angel of Death. Now, with the Tenth Plague about to be unleashed upon Los Angeles, only Moon and his weathered compatriots can prevent the angel's arrival. But earth guardians aren't indestructible...and Saint Death is about to show why. Myth and history collide in the second installment of what Publishers Weekly called "one of the best indie novels of 2015."