What does an occult detective do when a mad god owes him money?

When things go bump in the night, the corporate world calls a "physics consultant," to fix those problems that don't follow Newton's laws. Taking a political client on a referral, Mister Lewis discovers that not every Asgardian is deceased. A discovery that leaves him with a dead client and an unpaid bill.

Trying to settle that bill, Mister Lewis follows the trail into a world of student loans paid off by blood sacrifice, of industrial espionage that comes from beyond the grave and where urban renewal leaves a trail of corpses.

It's a sarcasm-drenched escapade to settle up accounts across an absurdist landscape of ghosts, warlocks, gods and Human Resources.

A snarkier entry in the territories of The Dresden Files, Rivers of London, Laundry Files, Sandman Slim, Charlie Parker and Hellblazer.