John, the son of Zebedee, is still alive. Saint John, the Apostle, the Evangelist, author of a Gospel and letters and perhaps even the Book of Revelation. That John. For twenty centuries, he has wandered the earth. He is not alone. The angels, light and dark, watch him. Lazarus, raised from the dead and unable to die again, has brought something of the tomb back with him. And John has guarded a dangerous secret all of these years, ever since Mary left him in solitude. Twenty centuries is plenty of time to doubt. Was Jesus what he appeared to be? Did John and his companions understand any of it? Only God knows whether the things they saw and the words they heard were true. And God isn’t saying anything at all.