Joe Pitt's life sucks. He hasn't had a case or a job in God knows how long, and his stashes are running
on empty. What stashes? The only ones that count to a guy like Joe: blood and money. The money he uses
to buy blood; the blood he drinks. Hey, it's that or your neck, buddy.

The only way for him to lay his hands on both is to take a gig with the local Vampyre Clan.
See, something new is on the streets, a new high, a high so strong it can send a Vampyre spazzing through
Joe's local watering hole. Till Joe sends him through a plate-glass window, that is. It won't be long now
before he's slapping stoolies, getting slapped, and being taken for a ride above 110th Street. Someone's
pulling Joe's strings, and he's gonna cut them when he finds them -- the strings and the hands that hold
them.

Read By Scott Brick

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