In a similar vein to Stephan king’s Christine, this tale takes a simple buying of a dead man’s possession gone wrong. Honestly that may be the simplest way to describe this book.
While the main character is a slightly cliche, occult rocker with a taste for heavy music, and gothic, tattooed women. Oddly enough he has this slight redneck, gear head that is very southern to me. Even his lover/girlfriend has this oddly organic, natural vibe to her. That actually really helps making the world feel real. However there like every world in a horror atmosphere, there is something dark involved. Something that isn’t natural at all, and stands out. In this case it is a vindictive, vengeful ghost of father of one of Jude’s ex-lovers.
I could tell you the story, but that would spoil a lot that is best experienced first hand. Defiantly will be picking up more of Joe Hills work in the future.