From the Publisher:
I wasn't there when I died. I was having one of those out-of-body dreams, the kind where you feel your spirit has left your body and it isn't really a dream. You may have read about the phenomenon, you migh even have experienced it yourself. But somebody murdered me while I was away. Mutilated me. Chopped me to pieces. Left nothing for me to come back to...I began to discover things about myself. And about the people I thought loved or liked me. My best friend, my business partners, my mother...my wife. Funny what people say about you when they think you're dead... So what d you do? You're invisible, you can pass through solid walls, you can kind of fly. But you have no substance, no real power. You cannot even touch.