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| US Paperback Cover 1997 | UK Cover 2001 |
The first hit man came after me at home, which should be against the rules. Then there was a second, and a third. Eventually, I found out that the word on the street was that Anita Blake, preternatural expert and vampire killer extraordinaire, was worth half a million dollars. Dead, not alive. So what's a girl to do but turn to the men in her life for help? Which in my case, means an alpha werewolf and a master vampire. With professional killers on your trail, it's not a bad idea to have as much protection as possible, human or otherwise.
But I'm beginning to wonder if two monsters are better than one ...
"If I didn't know you loved me, this would be
easier," he said. "If it wasn't for that
damned vampire, you'd marry me."
"That damned vampire introduced us," I said.
"And he's regretting it, don't think he isn't," Richard said.
I looked at him. "How do you know that?"
He shook his head. "All you have to do is see his
face when we're together. I may not like Jean-Claude, and I hate the thought of you
with him, but we aren't the only two hurting here. It's a threesome, don't think it's not."
I huddled in my seat, suddenly miserable. I'd have
almost welcomed a hit man appearing out of the darkness. Killing I
understood. Relationships confused me.
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