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Alan breaks police confidentiality to ask his friend Roberts, a minister, about the astral plane. A sting has left three bodies, and every print points to a man Alan himself left at home, in another state, that night.

Cornered by his friend Alan, Richard finally tells the whole truth about the night at the warehouse. Alan doesn’t believe a word — and IT feels Richard’s last defenses begin to slip.

Richard has killed, and in trying to undo it has let another killer’s soul into his own. Now the line between his conscience and the other’s darkness is blurring, and he isn’t sure how long he can hold on.

IT is two men now: Richard, who understands exactly what he has done, and John, who revels in cheating death. Stronger than before yet rejected by Akasha, IT wanders the dark, torn between murder and mercy.

Alan finally has a crime scene, fingerprints and a pattern: each missing woman vanished the same week a condemned building came down by implosion. For the first time, the investigators are one step ahead of the killers.

After the worst day of his life, Richard leaves his car keys on the bed and takes the bus to his usual bar. Every question he can’t answer gets another scotch.

Richard Drake has been staring at the ceiling since 5am, haunted by a dream that wasn’t a dream. Today he has to pitch the biggest contract of his career to a client unlike any other — and he’d rather do anything else.

Something waits in the shadows at the edge of Richard Drake’s mind, laughing as he reaches for it. Then the alarm goes off: another Monday, a new project at the office, and the new neighbors coming for dinner tonight.