Zukail, Z or Zuke to those who know him, is a private investigator and in the city, there is plenty for him to do, since being a good guy here is more like not lying blatantly enough on your taxes. He's just a regular guy living in this world of gloom, other than being a vampire and such, there are plenty of them around. Money is power, and power is obvious around here.

This is not fully a city of sin but is known to many, as most are morally questionable, and the shining beacons of moral conscience are dim, few, and far between. Good pretending to be bad, bad pretending to be good, who knows who is in the middle of things. Everyone could be naughty, from managers of the grocery store to the golf course, from teachers to the sportscasters. This story isn't about one of those dim spots of light, well maybe a little bit, every couple of years. He has a calendar somewhere. It is a gritty supernatural story.

There's a new gal in town, she's new to it all, what a treat, he gets to babysit as well.

For young adults, if they are sturdy enough (that is up to you), mostly mature material. Blood, teen-language, fantasy violence, drugs, and described torture.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, locations, business, events, and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, locations, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Mark Blessington