My faith lies in tatters after the events of the summer. I've neglected my prayers. I've avoided my priestly duties.

I am questioning everything about myself—except my feelings for Helen.

When my estranged sister goes missing, I fly home to look for her—with Helen surprising me on the plane.

My sister's dead when I arrive. I'm too late to save her. But I swear to find her killer.

But emotions are fragile things, and in the depths of my despair, my love for Helen bursts forth in a grief fueled frenzy of passion and longing.

In coming home, what have I found—my damnation, or my redemption?