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I'm Detective Lucien Kane, and usually, being a vampire with a supernatural gift has its perks. I'd kept my identity a secret for decades; only now, my best friend, Officer Theodore Ballard, and partner, Quinn Hastings, know what I am. I hadn't been able to shake Ms. Hastings after my last case when I saved her sister, and now she acts like she owes me a favor. I don't like anyone owing me. When someone starts killing and draining the inhabitants of New Orleans of blood, I'm the one they suspect-and with no other one else on the list, I may have to call in a few IOUs myself. Theodore and Quinn both think I'm guilty, and it's up to me to prove them wrong. Since I'm not the one taking people's lives, that means there's another vampire in town. I don't take kindly to strangers.
I'm Detective Lucien Kane, and I've got an interesting nose for the supernatural. I'm a vampire-I can smell a beast or human, a mile away. So, I should have smelled Quinn Hastings when she barged into my life uninvited and demand that I help her find her sister.I might've been up for it had Miss Hastings not tried to off me the night before. Except her high heels and long legs can be very convincing, and I grudgingly agree to help. When Quinn and I find a letter from her sister's lover I realize it's linked to another case. My nose for trouble tells me we have limited time before her sister ends up a meal for a mortal enemy. There's more than one life in the balance, and this case has the smell of death all over it.
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