They said I was spying: Prince Harry. Sir Elton John. Actress Sienna Miller.

They dragged me into court.

Why?

Because I remembered who I am.

I never tapped phones. I didn't hack computers.

I opened the Stargates I spoke to the Nordics. I read from the codes embedded in blood.

I am Christine Joanna Hart — journalist, psychic, Fleet Street investigator, mother, and shaman.

I sat across from the most feared serial killers of our age — Ian Brady and Kenneth Bianchi. They confessed to me. But behind the crimes lay something inhuman. Something off-planet. And I wasn't supposed to survive knowing it.

This is the story of - how Brady named the true architects of horror - how Fleet Street used me - how I uncovered extraterrestrial influence behind murder and media• how powerful forces — celebrity, royalty, empire — moved to silence me.

I have been followed. Burgled. Threatened. But I will not shut up. I remember everything. And now you will too.

Read this book and you'll never see crime — or the Crown — the same way again.