"If I find them, will you feed me?" These were the haunting words of the most miserable wretch I could ever imagine. A man who was desperately hungry and starving. A man who nobody, myself included, wanted anywhere around. But as it turned out, he was a man with the most amazing psychic ability anyone had ever seen. His hunger somehow led him directly to me, Clifford McNair, FBI agent. I wanted nothing to do with him at first. But fate somehow interceded, and I soon learned just what this miserable, starving wretch was capable of doing. And once I found out, I knew it would be like opening Pandora's Box. Except that I doubt Pandora's Box ever held anything like what was thrown at us