A.E. James delivers a madcap plunge into the heart of every conspiracy you never believed—and a few you probably should have. Nazi aliens? Secret Antarctic bases? Fallen angels, the Illuminati, and a cosmic chess game with a very bewildered David caught smack in the middle?
It wasn’t supposed to be this complicated. He just went to a church service with a friend... and woke up in the fight of eternity.
Wry, sharp, and oddly profound, Slightly More Complex is a pulp-inspired romp through the shadows of myth and modern paranoia—where nothing is simple, everything is connected, and the aspirin bottle is never far from reach.