Los Angeles, 1949. The smog burns your eyes. The vampires own the night. And Jack Mitchell just ran out of bourbon.“Sympathetic but unsentimental… a sharp-edged urban fantasy.” —Publishers WeeklyJack Mitchell is a private eye hanging on by a thread in a city that always stays awake—mostly because half the population is undead. He’s a combat vet who knows that in L.A., the color of your skin does not really matter, but the temperature of your blood can matter a whole lot.Jack’s business model is simple: he solves problems for people who can’t go to the cops. But when Dora Urban walks into his office, the rules change.Dora is stunning, wealthy, and aristocratic. She’s also a vampire who hasn’t breathed in centuries. She wants Jack to find her missing half-brother, Rudolf, paying in heavy gold coins for his troubles.It sounds like a standard missing persons case, until Jack starts kicking over rocks.What crawls out isn’t just a missing vampire. It’s a nightmarish mystery that goes from the gutters of Vampire Village to the boardrooms of US Rubber:The Drug: A strange substance called “vepratoga” that the undead are desperate to find.The Labor: A factory guarded by Assyrian gods where the workers aren’t just tired—they’re legally dead zombies.The Law: A police force so corrupt they charge extra for protection against sorcery.Jack Mitchell is about to find out that in a city of ghosts, ghouls, and grifters, the scariest monster is still the one signing the paychecks.From New York Times/ BestsellingAuthor Harry Turtledove comes a hard-boiled noir where the shadows bite back.
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In 1949 L.A., private eye Jack Mitchell navigates a gritty underworld of vampires and danger while searching for a missing vampiric heir, uncovering dark secrets along the way.
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