Wyatt grew up surrounded by cult activity on her family's farmhouse in Maine in the middle of the woods. Every summer men would come to the house and do odd things all summer with her father leading them. With the men came too boys her age, Peter and James. James was a posh English kid and Peter an abused shy kid. 
It's been three years since she's seen them, three years since she's been to the house since her mother took her and left to Salem. Wyatt's never heard a word from either of her 'friends'. 
Not until now, when James's father shows up on her doorstep to tell them her father's dead and she has inherited the house and his 'business'. She returns to the house alone with plans to burn it to the ground and all it stood for only to find Peter tied up with branches in the basement for who knows how long. She has no cell service but somehow a call from James gets through telling her not to do anything until he get's there, it's dangerous and he's on his way from London right now.

This book was spectacular, ooky spooky, and super dramatic and I loved every second. Spooky woods, a Gothic haunted farm house, untrustworthy everything-what more could you want?

Also it had big marauders influence vibes to me: James a posh English golden boy and Peter a shy forgotten quite boy. Big maruader's energy which I of course loved.