SheÕs read palms, rigged sances, and whispered lies for coin. In 1920, Sister Hood was just another con artist in lace and lace frontsÑuntil her grift drew the wrath of the Scorekeeper and landed her in the cursed dimension known as Hyde Street. Now, a man namedÊMr. X-RayÊwalks through her parlor door. And heÕs not here for a reading. HeÕs here to rewrite his fate, and hers.
SheÕs read palms, rigged sances, and whispered lies for coin. In 1920, Sister Hood was just another con artist in lace and lace frontsÑuntil her grift drew the wrath of the Scorekeeper and landed her in the cursed dimension known as Hyde Street. Now, a man namedÊMr. X-RayÊwalks through her parlo...