The wolves came that day. When he spotted the first one he knew what it was. He just didn't believe it. There were no wolves here! Then he saw two, then three, four. Gray Timber wolves. Big. All pacing him, single-file, watching him with fixed concentration. Then they lunged. How did he get into this mess? Jim Goodman thought he was just sharing an opinion. It was just a guest editorial. It was just written for his local newspaper. Now he's in the middle of the fight of his life. Now his only daughter clings to the bridge railing, three hundred feet from the rocks below. The hideous beast between him and her can only be some demon-spawn creature. He must get past that creature. He must save his daughter. But he is no demon-fighting warrior! He's just an ordinary Christian! Even so, his own life, that of his family, even the nation's future is in his hands. But he's way out of his league!