In the scorched summer of 1934, Gideon Cross returns home to Devil's Hollow, a backwater Arkansas town soaked in Bible-thumping faith, juke-joint sin, and the ghost of a voice that will not die.
He's there to bury his sister, Naomi Bell, once a prodigal gospel singer with a voice so powerful that the juke box used to stop spinning when she sang. But Naomi didn't just die-she left behind a mystery. Rumors swirl that her voice can still be heard late at night. Some say her hymns were unnatural. Others say she made a deal. What no one says-but everyone feels-is that something old is stirring under the clay-red soil of Devil's Hollow.
Naomi's funeral rekindles old tensions between Pastor Morrow's church and the now-abandoned juke joint, where Naomi had once mixed sacred and profane music. Whispers of a psalter-a cursed hymnbook she was rewriting before her death-resurface. Gideon dismisses it at first. He's seen war. He's known grief. He doesn't believe in ghosts.
Until the man in the black suit arrives.