What do you do when the one thing you're good at is running—and you finally have nowhere left to go?

Dexx Colt is a demon hunter. A rule-breaker. A man who's spent his entire life moving, never staying long enough to be responsible for anyone but himself.

And then Paige Whiskey left him in charge of the Red Star Division.

Now he's supposed to lead. Supposed to enforce the rules. Supposed to protect a team of paranormals who look to him like he has answers.

He doesn't.

When bodies start appearing and all the evidence points to his team, Dexx has two choices: disappear like he always does, or stand his ground and fight for people who never asked to trust him.

So he does what he does best. He hunts.

With Jackie (his 1970 Dodge Challenger) and Hattie (his spirit animal), Dexx goes after the real killers—angels and djinn working together in a conspiracy that's bigger, darker, and more dangerous than anything he's faced.

Big Bad Djinn is about what happens when the guy who never stays finally has something worth staying for.

This is Dexx learning what it means to lead—even when he has no idea what he's doing.