George and his two daughters, Samantha and Christine, go to a Psychic and Mystic fayre one Sunday morning. What started out as an innocent trip to the local hotel, where they were holding the Psychic and Mystic Fayre, led to strange things happening before they had left the car park to go home. The Black Crystal Ball that George bought for his wife, Caroline, from the funny little vendor who didn’t exist, proved to be more than a strange medium for passing information. Once they got home, even stranger things happened over the course of the next few weeks, increasing in their frightening intensity. Little did he know that it would change their direction in life forever. Caroline finds an affinity with the ball, finds bank robbers, murderers and some very nasty characters. The Black Crystal Ball turned out to be an ethereal vehicle for sinister revenge. The attempted rape which went horribly wrong for the attackers, the missing boy, thought abducted, found just in time, Sliced and diced fingers of a local villain, the Police, drug addicts, what next The bodies and casualties begin to pile up. How far will she go? How far would it let her go? You could not begin to imagine what would happen next. It is a very compelling and very scary read, but gives you a real satisfaction feeling - way above smug.