Something wicked this way comes.

The smell that seeps, the rot that creeps.

Rising with the waves.

Something is rotting in Sam Finch's city. He can feel it. When he and his apprentice find a dying kelpie in the river and a bogieman comes asking for his help, the peace and balance he has worked hard to maintain takes a flying, running leap off a very tall cliff. It's a bad day to be a sorcerer.