Holy Hitmen Inc.

Some wars are fought with bombs and bullets. Some are fought with prayers. Captain Jace "Saint" Reznor fights both kinds.

When a covert MARSOC raid on a Syrian mountainside rips open the seam between the visible world and something far older and darker, Saint and his team are pulled into a war that never makes it onto a government ledger. The bodies don't stay dead. The voice in his earpiece isn't human. And the offer he's given comes signed in more than ink.

Now under contract to Holy Hitmen Inc., a black-ops outfit running on bullets blessed by an authority higher than the Pentagon, Saint leads a crew of hardened operators fighting demons that don't negotiate and angels who don't always agree. Somewhere above the org chart, a different kind of power is running its own ledger, and Saint's team is just one line item it's willing to spend.

One rule keeps them human: no demon, no weapon, no shot.

Sooner or later, every rule gets tested, and someone always finds out what's left of a man after he trades his own peace for someone else's salvation.

If you like your faith-based fiction served with body armor, dark humor, and a body count, enlist in HHM Inc. before the next contract comes due.