The Five Deaths of Frank McNally

How many times must a man die before he changes his ways?

Frank is an asshole. The people in his building hate him, the people on the street loathe him, and there’s nobody he won’t insult. But one group gets under his skin like no other. The homeless, the winos, the broken people New York City would rather forget. Frank sees them as targets. He has no idea they are something else entirely.

When Frank’s cruelty on a single afternoon sets off a chain reaction that destroys five lives, he doesn’t know. He doesn’t stay to find out. He walks away, the way he always does.

But something has been watching.

Before the night is through, Frank will be pulled inside the bodies of those he’s wronged, forced to live their terror, feel their pain, and die their deaths. Every one of them. And the entity behind it all is not what Frank thinks it is. Five deaths. One night. And Frank McNally isn’t sure he’ll survive either.

Scrooged meets Groundhog Day — but darker than either dared to go.