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by Harry Turtledove (Author)
Even the critics at Publishers Weekly could not resist this dark obsession.
Jack Mitchell is a private investigator with an empty wallet. He lives in a version of Los Angeles where a twenty-foot angel carries passengers up Bunker Hill for a nickel. A blonde woman named Dora walks through his locked office door and changes the math. She offers gold double eagles to find a missing brother. She offers a touch that freezes the marrow.
Jack falls into the depths of Vampire Village and a drug called vepratoga. He finds himself tangled with a woman who claims her kind cannot love. She bites his neck to taste his soul while the city burns. This story is a noir obsession. The lady is eternal. Jack is just a man with a limited heartbeat and a long memory.
The book where Romantasy, Paranormal Noir and Historical Fantasy come together only as a New York Times bestselling author can bring them together.
"I need to find out what my lovers taste like." Dora stood in the dim light.
"Do I pass the test?" Jack touched the marks on his neck.
"Oh, yes." She leaned closer.
Author Biography
Harry Turtledove has spent forty years dismantling reality to see why the wheels come off. Hugo and Sidewise Awards fill his mantle because he breaks facts for a living. Most people call him the Master of Alternate History. That title is just a polite way of saying he is the only man who can make speculative dread feel like a peer-reviewed paper. Now he is applying that same grit to the supernatural. Los Angeles is full of vampires and gremlins. Turtledove lives in the San Fernando Valley and treats these monsters like historical inevitabilities. Ancient demons and the ghosts of history both smell like old paper. Just shadows and copper. This is a pivot by a man who already knows where the bodies are buried.
