Sometimes the dead don't want to talk. You need Terminals to make them.

Terminals solve crimes in this realm by investigating them in the next.

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There is an afterlife. Christian Hell. Buddhist Naraka. Greek Tartarus. Mayan Xibalba, Haida Hetgwauge, Muslim Jahannam. All religions are right. And should the US government need information from one of their dead, the Terminals can send believers in to get it.

When the case file arrives from the Oval Office, the handler, Christine Kurzow, convinces someone of the appropriate beliefs to die early �" surprisingly, even the terminally ill are reluctant to let go. Go figure. If there isn't a military veteran in the database Christine must find a civilian replacement.

Next, Attila Liltay does his magic and creates a bond with the agent that will allow the dour psychic to talk to him while he's dead.

Deeth sedates the terminal with propofol, An andenosine injection stops the heart and starts the clock.

This is for real. Under General F. Aaron the Terminals have stopped nuclear attacks, found lost submarines, and foiled bioterrorist plans all from Purgatory, their operations on the top floor of the NYC Veterans Hospital.

In Terminals: Spark, Lt. Col. Christine Kurzow, fresh from a failed suicide attempt after she cost 11 of her soldiers their lives, is recruited into the covert unit of Terminals as a handler. It's an easy sell. If she's really determined to die, it's a chance to give her death meaning.

But her first case -- convincing a monk to chase Hillar the Killer into the afterlife to find the location of a missing bus and the children it carried -- has her wondering how to make a dead psychopath talk.

Christine must follow the clues sent back by the shotgun-toting monk, who tracks Hillar through the seven deeps of hell, so she can find eleven kids before it's too late.

Maybe this time killing a man will give Christine a reason to live.