"We are powerful because of who we are. We are more powerful because so few know of our capabilities. Your logic would suggest adding a gallon of water to a bottle of fine wine makes it more plentiful rather than diluting it to the point of ruin."
A cop with a promising career is cut down in the prime of life—not by a bullet but a debilitating illness, an allergic reaction to light that relegates him to a nocturnal existence. Working tirelessly strictly on the nightshift, his personal relationships deteriorate even as coworkers begin to suspect that he has become a vigilante, acting as judge, jury, and executioner against his specialty: serial murderers. With his world already crumbling around him, a questionable business transaction from his past, where he entrusted a mysterious priceless red scepter for safe keeping, comes back to haunt him; the red scepter has been stolen and with its loss goes the limited stability in his life. He turns to his two remaining frequent contacts, friends made after his illness who know little of his past and nothing of the secrets no one can know—only now he has no choice but to trust someone. What is the significance of the red scepter? What has he learned and accomplished in his years of nighttime activities? Has he lost his sense of propriety and abandoned the rule of law, or is he trying to regain his soul?
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