What I didn’t know was that Crowley was cremated in England and that the urn containing his ashes was sent to a man named Karl Germer in New Jersey. Germer buried the urn under a large oak tree on his property. Sometime later, he decided to move to California and he wanted to take the urn with him. But, when he went to dig it up, he found it was no longer there. How it disappeared and where it ended up has remained a mystery to this day. When I read that, the light bulb went off in my head. I thought, “Man, if that isn’t a set-up for a good paranormal mystery, I don’t know what is.” Three years later, I had it finished and out on Kindle. The paperback edition is in the proofing stages and will be available before the end of this month.