Nobody from my old life is still speaking to me except for the ones who have nothing left to lose. I've got an alcoholic professional killer in recovery, a witch who wants me dead, and a doomsday cultist I can't trust. We have to execute a heist that just might save the world or at least settle my conscience. And that's if my own spirit guide doesn't eat me first.
It's not just another day at the office. It's the last one.
Much like film noir, Justin Robinson was born and raised in Los Angeles. He splits his time between editing comic books, writing prose and wondering what that disgusting smell is. Degrees in Anthropology and History prepared him for unemployment, but an obsession with horror fiction and a laundry list of phobias provided a more attractive option.