Robert's day has been hell. In less than twelve hours he's found his best friend dead, been chased by murderous shadows made flesh, and managed to piss off the ancient Egyptian god of death (No easy task as Anubis is a genuinely nice guy).

The life of a minor god, to put it bluntly, sucks.

You can't kill a god, everyone knows that. Too bad no one told Wepawet, Robert's best friend. Robert found the fellow god slumped over in his easy chair while the TV news droned on about crime being at an all time low here in New York.

Someone or something is stalking the gods, picking them off one at a time while they bicker endlessly amongst themselves. Robert, the weakest of them, is left to follow a trail of dead deities to find the killer before he becomes the next victim.

Not that Robert even knows what to do when he finds the killer. How can you defeat a force that puts the fear of God in... well, gods?