The story begins in Ireland with the death of two brothers, who fell foul of local bully-boy activists. They wanted the brothers to not pay rent they perceived as unfair.

Fast forward to the 80's, and Frost, or rather burnt out ex-man of the cloth John Winters discovers his uncle has bequeathed to him a small pension. The question is, what has happened to him.

The 60's are visited too, where Father Winters takes in a young runaway, no real strings attached.

Soupçons of intriguing stories, though the writer takes his time in unwrapping all of these. Just as the book seemed to be about an ancient, traumatic wrong ingesting the present and needing exorcism of sorts, then it is back to the 80's, and the good father's uncle trying to track down a molecular scientist who seems bent on carrying g on where Frankenstein left off. The Catholic Church is shown to be pitted against the kind of scientist who has no qualms about allied gems ipulations, cloning, and eugenics.

The writer does pull all these stories together. This is a long read, and may satosfy those who enjoy a slow burn thriller. However, it does also seem as though the writer could not decide
on what kind of a book they wanted to write. Is this meant to be an SF/horror/medical thriller, or a ghost story? Either way, the concerns expressed here may, as the novel claims, be less than a step away from being actually. Loving parents seeking genetic modification or cloning of their beloved ones, to give them a leg-up in life.

At least, let it not he said that the good hero does not possess eclectic gifts alongside important pastoral responsibilities for the tight-knit community he serves as a psychic priest. Lapsed priest. That's John Winter, who may or not be your hero too, if this sounds like the kind of fiction you might like.