âOne of the most remarkable prose stylists to emerge from the noir tradition in this century.â âStephen King
âHard-boiled horror, pulp noir vampires, decaying urban soulsâ youâre gonna need a shower after this one. . . . [Huston] kicks down the door of horror.â âFangoria, on Already Dead
Thereâs only so much room on the Island, only so much blood, and Manhattanâs Vampyre Clans arenât interested in sharing. So when the Vyrus-infected dregs of New Yorkâs outer boroughs start creeping across the bridges and through the tunnels, the Clans want to know why.
Bad luck for PI and general hard case Joe Pitt.
See, Joe used to be a Rogue, used to work off his own dime, picked his own gigs, but tight times and a terminally ill girlfriend pushed him into the arms of the renegade Society Clan. Now he has all the cash and blood he needs, but at a steep price. The price tonight is crossing the bridge, rolling to Coney Island, finding the Freak Clan, and figuring out whatâs driving that bunch of savages to scratch at the Societyâs door. No need to look far. The answer lies around the corner in Gravesend. Convenient, all those graves.
From uptown to the boardwalk, war drums are beating. Murderous family feuds and personal grudges are being drawn and brandished, along with the long knives. Blood will spill and, big surprise, Joeâs in the middle. But hey, why should this night be different from any other?
Sunset to sunrise: put off a war, keep your head attached to your neck, and save your girl. Check. Joeâs on the case.
Praise for Charlie Huston and his Joe Pitt novels
âIn conceiving his world (a New York City divided by vampire clans, each with different reasons to hate Pitt), Huston gives a fading genre a fresh afterlife. [Grade:] A.â âEntertainment Weekly
â[Huston] creates a world that is at once supernatural and totally familiar, imaginative, and utterly convincing.â âThe Philadelphia Inquirer
âOne of the most remarkable prose stylists to emerge from the noir tradition in this century.â âStephen King
âHard-boiled horror, pulp noir vampires, decaying urban soulsâ youâre gonna need a shower after this one. . . . [Huston] kicks down the door of horror.â âFangoria, on Already Dead
Thereâs only so much room on the Island, only so much blood, and Manhattanâs Vampyre Clans arenât interested in sharing. So when the Vyrus-infected dregs of New Yorkâs outer boroughs start creeping across the bridges and through the tunnels, the Clans want to know why.
Bad luck for PI and general hard case Joe Pitt.
See, Joe used to be a Rogue, used to work off his own dime, picked his own gigs, but tight times and a terminally ill girlfriend pushed him into the arms of the renegade Society Clan. Now he has all the cash and blood he needs, but at a steep price. The price tonight is crossing the bridge, rolling to Coney Island, finding the Freak Clan, and figuring out whatâs driving that bunch of savages to scratch at the Societyâs door. No need to look far. The answer lies around the corner in Gravesend. Convenient, all those graves.
From uptown to the boardwalk, war drums are beating. Murderous family feuds and personal grudges are being drawn and brandished, along with the long knives. Blood will spill and, big surprise, Joeâs in the middle. But hey, why should this night be different from any other?
Sunset to sunrise: put off a war, keep your head attached to your neck, and save your girl. Check. Joeâs on the case.
Praise for Charlie Huston and his Joe Pitt novels
âIn conceiving his world (a New York City divided by vampire clans, each with different reasons to hate Pitt), Huston gives a fading genre a fresh afterlife. [Grade:] A.â âEntertainment Weekly
â[Huston] creates a world that is at once supernatural and totally familiar, imaginative, and utterly convincing.â âThe Philadelphia Inquirer