ISBN-13: 9781481100229 / Angielski / Miękka / 2012 / 386 str.
A FORMER VAMPIRE HUNTS FOR FRESH BLOOD actual 99th page: Yaug did not recognize himself. No. The man staring back at him was a total stranger. The hair was cut short, not too short, but short. Not a flat top but something else, something in between. Still, it looked good. Johnny was a master. His head looked clean. "I'll take it," Yaug said. "Like you got a choice," Johnny grinned and started to wipe the stray strands of hair off his shoulders. Yaug tried to smile like the boy in the picture. When he finally came close he got up and fished the ten dollar bill out of his pocket. With a certain reverence he handed it over. "Well thank you, sir," the blood-letter said and pressed the button on an old fashioned cash register. There was a loud ding. "Do you need your change?" "You keep it," Yaug told him. "We have a lot in common, you and I." "Like what?" Johnny asked. Yaug did not have an answer. He just watched the ten dollars disappear into the cash register. It never occurred to him that it was all the money he had in the world. "What do we have in common?" "Blood," Yaug looked at him. "We both draw blood." "Well," Johnny nodded. "That we do. That we do." "That makes us brothers, correct?" It was a term he had heard once. In a poem. "Sure, man." Johnny put a hand on his shoulder. "Sure. Now you go get that job."