Damien, Kara's old vampire flame, has gone missing, and with Olivia hospitalized it's up to Kara and Raymond to find him and save him from whatever danger he's gotten himself into.
When Kara finds out that Detective Simmons, the same psychic police officer that took Olivia's fang, is still active she resolves to find out more about what he's up to. However, she and Raymond find more than they bargained for as they learn that he's working for someone else. Worst of all, it's a vampire.
To expose the mastermind pulling the strings of both vampires and psychics, Kara has to ask for help from Vasha, the vampire gangster, again.
Will Vasha help them, and is it the type of help that they want? Why is a vampire working with psychics, their mortal enemies? Will they find out who's behind the attacks on their kind before it's too late?
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Kara, Raymond, and Damien all watched with rapt attention and perked ears as the man entered Simmons's car.
"Saw you this time, you stealthy fuck. Why do you do that all the time, anyway?"
"I do it in case I need to do this," the stranger—it was a man—replied.
There was the sound of ripping fabric and then a crunch, all within a few seconds. Simmons coughed and there was a distinct splat of something red against the windshield in front of him. He’d just been stabbed through the stomach, and it had punctured his lungs. Whoever that person was, Simmons knew him, trusted him, and was being killed by him.
"The boss is disappointed in you. We told you not to fail killing the girl this time. Sorry, Simmons. At least you'll make a nice meal."
There was a thunk as the unmistakable sound of fangs ramming into flesh met their ears. There was no mistaking it now—the shadow figure was a vampire. A vampire had told Simmons to send psychics after Olivia and the others.
After another moment, the man exited the vehicle and left the alley before Kara, Raymond and Damien could recover from their shock to do anything. When they came out of their stupor, they rose to their feet, collectively jumped down into the alley, and ran over to Simmons's car.
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Javier Miranda
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