Losing my job wasn't the problem… Being recalled was. No one believes in the Greek gods anymore, which leaves me with nothing to do at the banks of the river Styx. Boredom isn't an excuse for bad judgment, but I should have known better than to hang out in Fort Lauderdale. The nightclub owned by my elder brother Thanatos-Death-is the hottest destination on the beach, until mortals inexplicably sicken and die-and show up at the Styx. The displaced mortals are the first pawns in the long-overdue war between the gods of Olympus and the offspring of the Titans-the children of Nyx, my siblings and me. My name is Charon, and my only power as the ferryman is to travel any path between Point A and Point B. Unfortunately, that power isn't going to be enough to escape-or avert-the apocalypse headed my way…
