New York homicide detective Harry Mahon is called to a murder scene as unusual as it is grisly. The murder victim has been torn to pieces as if by a large animal. There are no clues and the neighbors claim not to have seen or heard anything. Mahon has recently “died” himself, and been brought back by the emergency team at Bellevue hospital. This is his first case since recovering. He is a lapsed Catholic who insists he went nowhere and saw nobody when he was clinically dead. When you die, you rot, he says. But as he investigates a series of similar murders which are committed around the City, Mahon’s memories come back and he realizes that he did go somewhere. The gates of Hell were opened to allow him to return, and something which was meant to stay there escaped along with him. Moreover, he realizes one of them must return before the night of the full moon, which is one week away. He must find and stop a murderer that can neither be arrested nor jailed, and he must do it before he becomes a victim himself.
That will teach him to miss Confession and Sunday mass.
Nameless faceless evil is boring.
I like Ol' Harry but we need more about what he's up against.