Previously, in BLACK DOOR: The team closes on Columbus, Indiana, which, unaccountably, experiences a blizzard in early September. At the source of the disturbance, the guys find themselves surrounded by elves and addressed by a man in a red suit…

"Ho! Ho! Ho, you lousy buggers!"

Garrett began to think he wasn't the man for this job. He looked around. He and his men stood in three inches of snow, in September, surrounded by a hundred skinny weirdoes in elf suits and pointy ears. A red sleigh hovered ten feet above them, hitched to eight big, brawny, gravity-defying reindeer. And staring Garrett down, fists on his hips, was Santa Claus.

The situation could not be called comfortable. And that situation was in Garrett's hands.