The Antichrist is about to kill God. And I'm the only one angry enough to stop him.

Wendell Knightsbridge and his demon father Mephistopheles are done waiting. Their plan to murder the Almighty and enslave humanity is in motion. The endgame is here.

Heaven's sending angels. Lucifer should be leading the charge—except the Devil's too busy playing playboy to save his own father. Which leaves the fate of existence in the hands of me and a handful of damaged allies who probably shouldn't be trusted with a car, let alone the apocalypse.

But right now? I've got something more personal to handle.

Someone murdered one of my friends. A killer who isn't what he appears to be—something darker, something worse. The ex-cop in me won't let it go. The man I've become won't let it go. And when I find whoever did this, I'm not reaching for handcuffs.

So yes, I'm hunting a supernatural serial killer while the world burns around me. Yes, I still have to figure out how to stop an Antichrist backed by one of Hell's most powerful demons. And yes, everyone's counting on a broken man running on whiskey and rage.

But here's what Knightsbridge doesn't understand:

This isn't about saving the world for me. This is about vengeance. He's taken too much. Hurt too many people I care about. And I'm coming for him with everything I have left.

Even if it's the last thing I ever do.

Harry Bosch meets John Constantine in this apocalyptic supernatural thriller where the end of days meets old-fashioned revenge—and one man's fury might be humanity's only hope.