Publisher's Synopsis
"Remember when we used to be friends?" His voice was a soft rumble, she felt it in his chest first before the words whispered over her hair.
"We're still friends," she whispered, knowing even as she said it the words rang hollow.
He didn't respond, but she felt the hitch in his chest, the catch as he heard her lie and chose to ignore it.
In the two years they've been hunting the Fraccas, Cameo and her boys have managed to take down a respectable portion of the vampire clan, but they've never gotten their claws near what she really wants. Ignatius Chesney continues to elude justice and seek ways to control her kind.
