The New York PPD contains dirty jokes and adult language.
Bethany Black has had enough.
Baudelaire has ramped up her tactics, doing everything she can to rip the city a new hole. The mob’s continued efforts to perfect the Blood Claw is paying dividends. The Hunter keeps trying to drive a knife between Bethany’s crew and their ability to put an end to the mayhem.
And Bethany’s pixie pain-in-the-ass partner looks like he might have deeper connections into the mob than anyone had ever guessed.
All in a day’s pay at the New York Paranormal Police Department.
With the Blood Claw spell nearing perfection, the amalgamation of goblin and weretiger has gone rampant. Translation: the citizens of New York may soon be taking their final breaths.
Bethany can’t allow that. Even though it’ll likely kill her and the crew of the PPD, they have to risk everything to stop the madness.
Death is coming, and her name is Bethany Black…