The hunt is on…
Pretty young men and women like Michael’s best friend, Scary Mary, are
disappearing from underground goth clubs all over Detroit. Michael has been
tracking buried newspaper articles and obscure medical reports for over two years,
and he’s finally found the source of the problem. But he can’t exactly go to the cops
and tell them his friend has been murdered by vampires. It’s his duty to start wiping
out the scourge, so he’s posing as bait, and he’s got a bag of sharpened hickory stakes
to do the job.
Everything should go smoothly, given the amount of preparation that Michael’s put
into the hunt. He’s got a practiced repertoire of come-hither looks and a full blister
pack of the date rape drug, Rohypnol. But he didn’t count on Wild Bill showing up.
Bold and sexy, Wild Bill’s the type of guy Michael would have liked to date… if he’d
ever gotten the chance. Despite his best efforts, it seems there’s nothing Michael can
do to shake Bill loose. Looks like they’re in for a wild, wild ride.