Only
God knew why Jillian Slater agreed to return to New Orleans on the news
that her father had finally drunk himself to death. It's not like they
were close. She hadn't seen him or her grandmother, the ice queen in
almost 20 years. But when Adella Atwater, the manager of her
grandmother's apartment house, called and said Jillian's expenses would
be paid if she'd fly in for the burial, a free trip to New Orleans was
too intriguing to resist.
What Adella didn't tell her was that
the apartment house wasn't a house at all and, whatever it was, bore the
dead weight of a long and painful history. As soon as Jillian meets the
odd assortment of renters and realizes that her grandmother had no idea
she was coming, she hatches a plan to escape. But the investigation
into her father's death quickly unfolds and Jillian is drawn into the
lives of the colourful collection of saints and sinners who pass through
Saint Silvanus. She soon discovers there is more at stake than she ever
imagined. Who is behind the baffling messages and the strange relics
left on the steps? Is it possible that her family is actually cursed? Or
is it just this crazy old house that holds them all under its spell?
Jillian walks into a web of spiritual and personal danger borne out of her family's broken history, and despite Adella's wiliest efforts, only God himself can orchestrate the undoing of all that is going on at Saint Silvanus.