By Simon R. Green
God's personal enforcer, the righteous engine of destruction referred to as the strolling guy, has come to the Nightside. His sole goal is the removing of the depraved and the in charge, this means that not anyone might be left within the Nightside as soon as he will get all started. So the professionals have employed P.I. John Taylor to prevent him. Legend has it that he can't be killed. Taylor is particularly a lot hoping that the legend isn't precise.
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