The Haunted Churchyard

Framed for murder. Hunted through a haunted churchyard. The only man who can save him is the man trying to catch him.

A boy with nothing has nothing to lose—except his life.

Walter Doane has always been a nobody. Orphaned, poor, and scraping by on the charity of strangers, he has clawed his way to something small but decent—a clerk's position, a fragile foothold in a city that doesn't care whether he sinks or swims. Then a strange little man named T. Lum walks through the door, and Walter's world collapses in a single afternoon.

Discharged without cause. Found standing over a dead girl with a smoking revolver in his hand. Locked inside a jail he never meant to enter.

Walter knows he's innocent. Nobody else believes it.

When the cell door swings open—impossibly, inexplicably—Walter runs. Into the midnight streets of Boston, into a haunted churchyard alive with unearthly cries, and straight into the orbit of Old King Brady, America's greatest detective. Brady is hunting him. Brady is also the only man who might save him.

Now Walter is tangled in something far darker than a murder charge—buried paper in a dead man's library, a ghostly hand that moves without a body, an iron vault that no one will admit exists, and a conspiracy old enough to rot.

The net of evidence is tightening. The real killer is watching.

Can Walter trust the man who is chasing him—before the hangman stops asking questions altogether?