Cops may be annoying, but vampires just plain suck… Ah, the ever-irritating Detective Sullivan—goody-two-shoes cop and perpetual thorn in my side. He’s at my door again demanding answers about strange happenings in the city… what else is new? Only this time, he’s not here to threaten me with prison. He needs my help. Humans are turning up dead all across the city, with puncture wounds in their necks and no blood in their bodies. Even a committed skeptic like Sullivan can put two and two together. The city of Jarvis has itself a genuine vampire. And when a vampire claims a city for his own, it’s for keeps. But no bloodsucker is going to make my city into his personal snack bar on my watch. All I need is for Sullivan to stay out from underfoot long enough to let me handle this my way. When it comes to Sullivan, though, that may be too much to hope for...