After sort-of saving the day months ago, he's got a nuclear bomb attached to him in the Fate Dimension, where magic and potential collide.

Jeb just wants to defuse himself before he collapses into a sickly pile of green goo or ignites in a city-destroying blast.

There's just one problem: The world doesn't slow down because you've got a nuclear hangnail. Mab, Queen of the Fae wants him for unknown, yet most likely sinister reasons. A mysterious, abhorrent entity is making him an offer he can't refuse, and the undead are getting organized.

The bomb can wait...right?