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Twelve years ago, my mother, a powerful chaos witch, walked out on me and my twin brother without a backward glance. We didn't hear another word out of her until a vampire walked into my brother Nick's bar wanting me to track her down. She'd disappeared into thin air, and he insisted that I was the only one who could find her.

The day Terry Whitehead showed up on my door, I shoulda knowed trouble was hot on his heels, Terry being the feller what planted my boy Henry in my belly, then left me so fast, my head spun. Seems his daughter, Henry's half-sister, went missing and the police done give up on finding her. Much as I hated having anything to do with Terry, I couldn't hardly abandon a young'un, especially one what was close kin to my boy, God rest him. Only, little Sophie weren't the only kid missing, and whatever took her left a trail of dark magic in its wake.

A woman who looked like she just stepped out of a vampire movie appeared in Jack English's office. She had pale skin, high, teased, black hair and she wore a black, form fitting dress cut to show her considerable cleavage. Her lipstick was ruby red and she had a scar on her cheek concealed by makeup. “Have a seat,” he pointed to a chair. “I need a lawyer,” she said. She was throwing off some kind of sexual heat. “My husband just died, and my stepchildren are going to make trouble. We have only been married three months, and he was worth $200 million.” She spread Tarot cards on ...