Michael Hendricks kills people for money. That aside, he's not so bad a guy. Once a covert operative for a false-flag unit of the US military, Hendricks was presumed dead after a mission in Afghanistan went sideways. He left behind his old life - and beloved fiancée - and set out on a path of redemption...or perhaps one of willful self-destruction.
When viral video of an explosive terrorist attack on San Francisco's Golden Gate Bridge reveals that a federal witness long thought dead is still alive, the organization he'd agreed to testify against will stop at nothing to put him in the ground. FBI Special Agent Charlie Thompson is determined to protect him, but her hands are tied; the FBI's sole priority is catching the terrorists before they strike again. So Charlie calls the only person on the planet who can keep her witness safe: Michael Hendricks.
Meet Sam Thornton. He collects souls. Sam’s job is to collect the souls of the damned, and ensure they are dispatched to the appropriate destination. But when he’s sent to collect the soul of a young woman he believes to be innocent of the horrific crime that’s doomed her to Hell, he says something no Collector has ever said before... “No.”
"do not like fantasy that much."
Meet Sam Thornton, collecter of souls. The souls of the damned, to be precise. Because of his efforts to avert the Apocalypse, Sam Thornton has been given a second chance: provided he can stick to the straight-and-narrow. Which sounds all well and good, but when the soul that Sam is sent to collect goes missing, he finds himself on a path leading straight to Hell.
When viral video footage from a terrorist attack in San Francisco reveals that a mob informant thought dead is still alive, FBI special agent Charlie Thompson knows just who to contact to save her witness from certain death: Michael Hendricks. He may be a hitman, but he's not a bad guy. Teaming up with a green but determined tech whiz, Cameron, on the condition she leave him alone after the case, Hendricks reluctantly takes the job.
Who Collects the Collectors? Sam Thornton has had many run-ins with his celestial masters, but he’s always been sure of his own actions. However, when he’s tasked with dispatching the mythical Brethren – a group of former Collectors who have cast off their ties to Hell – is he still working on the side of right?
Michael Hendricks is not a good man. He doesn't deserve a good life. But he is very good at his job. He's the killing kind. He knows he's a bad person, but he still has a code: he doesn't work for anyone but himself, and he never kills civilians. He hits only hitters. It's not a bad way to make a living, but it's a great way to make enemies. And now the FBI and the mafia have Hendricks in their sights, he's about to learn just how good he really is.
Michael Hendricks ist ein Auftragskiller der ganz besonderen Art: Er tötet ausschließlich andere Auftragskiller. Er weiß, wen das organisierte Verbrechen als Nächsten aus dem Weg räumen will. Er weiß, wie und wo man das rauskriegt. Sein Geschäftsmodell: Er sucht das Opfer auf, sagt ihm gnadenlos die Wahrheit - und macht ein Angebot, das man nicht ausschlagen kann: Zahl mir zehnmal so viel wie dem Killer, der auf dich angesetzt ist, und ich blas dem Kerl das Lebenslicht aus. Bisher hat er noch nie danebengeschossen, vierzig Mal tödliche Präzision. Doch dann steht er plötzlich selbst auf der Abschussliste eines Auftragskillers.