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Most people believe being touched by an angel is the magical Della Reese miracle of wonder. I assure you, it's more the back alley punch to the face on a cold Harlem night. I was touched. I was changed. And forever I am haunted by that which protects me.

But this isn't about me. It's about Becky. She didn't know what would happen. She didn't understand the full impact of the war between angels and demons that circle us daily. She didn't know how one mistake could change everything. I should have been there. I should have protected her. And now, I have to do what no one else can: I have to find her and bring her back.

I'll be honest, I've never been more scared. It's not demons that trouble me. They're nothing more than angels in clown shoes. Its something else that no one knows about. A myth, once only known to the angels of Heaven, has become a reality that frightens even the scum of Hell.

And now I have to step out of the shadows to confront it.