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Mein Name ist Nicolas Schäfer, und ich fresse die Sünden von Verbrechern. Klingt absurd? Du hast ja keine Ahnung, das ist noch gar nichts. Auf der To-Do-List der nächsten zwei Wochen steht: Mächtig düsteren Komplott aufdecken, der Europa zerstören könnte; Bren, den Vater meines Sohns, der mich nach einem One-Night-Stand geghostet hat, nicht umbringen; Falls ich Bren, den Kronprinzen der königlichen Fae, doch töte, dann falsche Pässe besorgen und auswandern. Alaska klingt gut.

People in Merit, Wisconsin, always said Jimmy was...you know. But people said all sorts of stupid stuff. Nobody really knew anything. Nobody really knew Jimmy. I guess you could say I knew Jimmy as well as anyone (which was not very well). I knew what scared him. And I knew he had dreams even if I didn't understand them. Even if he nearly ruined my life to pursue them. Jimmy's dead now, and I definitely know that better than anyone. I know about blood and bone and how bodies decompose. I know about shadows and stones and hatchets. I know what a last cry for help sounds like.

Sent away for the summer, the Ivyweather sisters were promised a family vacation by their wealthy, indifferent parents. Two at-odds opposites—Constance an anxious society sweetheart and Ivory an adventure-struck rebel—the sisters aren’t sure what to make of the dangerously decayed town of Quixx and its creeping fog that never seems to lift. When Ivory disappears after a spat with her sister, Constance tracks her to the mountain, where the Ivyweathers learn the town’s hushed talk of monsters is more than just a rumor.