My name is Jaxon Holder and today—I went to my funeral.

I don't know how I got here, but I'm not prepared for life in the hereafter.

My afterlife liaison, Ben—who happens to be an archangel—wants me to crossover so he can get on with his angelic duties.

So, when I finally do, and then come back with a strange woman by my side, insufferable and snarky Ben doesn't know what to do.

I guess nobody has ever escaped hell.

But I'm already dead, so what else could possibly go wrong?

I guess I'm about to find out.