“Father Alfred Kunz presides over a wedding at his Wisconsin church. Three years later, someone is still haunted. The all-consuming rage at the popeyed old priest–the uncontainable hatred, day after freezing winter day. The wee-hours confrontation in a dark hallway outside the priest’s office, where he’d slept like a pauper for the past 31 years. Suddenly, a savage death struggle. Then the killer plunged a razor-sharp blade into Father Alfred Kunz’s neck, slicing a major artery below his jaw…”