My name is Jack Fleming, nightclub owner, P.I.-and vampire. Usually, that''s a combination that keeps me safe. But when a New York lowlife muscled in on Chicago territory, I survived his attempt to kill me by the skin of my fangs.
It brought out the vampire in me-and if I don''t get my blood hunger back under control and do some detecting, not only might my girlfriend Bobbi take the fall for a murder she didn''t commit, but the newly risen vampire I''ve been charged with babysitting-a nutjob mobster named "Whitey" Kroun-may do more damage than the syndicate torpedoes who are out to get him.
Things are getting far too bloody, even for a vampire...
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