NOBODY LIVES FOREVER. NOT EVEN A VAMPYRE.

Just ask Joe Pitt. After exposing the secret source of blood for half of Manhattan s Vampyres, he s definitely a dead man walking. He s been a punching bag and a bullet magnet for every Vampyre Clan in Manhattan, Brooklyn, and the Bronx, not to mention a private eye, an enforcer, an exile, and a vigilante, but now he s just a target with legs.

For a year he s sloshed around the subway tunnels and sewers, tapping the veins of the lost, while above ground a Vampyre civil war threatens to drag the Clans into the sunlight once and for all. What s it gonna take to dig him up? Just the search for a missing girl who s carrying a baby that just might be the destiny of Vampyre-kind. Not that Joe cares all that much about destiny and such. What he cares about is that his ex-girl Evie wants him to take the gig. What s the risk? Another turn playing pigeon in a shooting gallery. What s the reward? Maybe one shot of his own. What s he aiming for? Nothing much. Just all the evil at the heart of his world.