Jace Valcheck. She’s sarcastic, has got issues, and has got one of the most brilliant minds in criminal psychology. Too bad. Despite her contrary attitude, her skill set made her a promising candidate to catch crazy criminals in another world. She woke up one day to a brave new world peopled by vampires, werewolves, and golems. Humans make up less than one percent of the population. According to National Security director David Cassius, looking like a surfer-dude but who can eat your heart out—literally, only humans are vulnerable to mental diseases these days. Enhanced beings are perfect, you see.
In a world of vampires, werewolves, demons, and golems, black and white is an impossibility.
Not true, as Jace is pretty smart to figure out along the way as she hunts down a serial killer responsible for the ritualistic murders of vampires and werewolves. By ritualistic, I mean, gruesome. As in gruesome. The murderer has a rotten ol’ beef with the ruling species, something to do with the apocalypse back in WWII. Mind you, this is an alternate universe so expect big and small differences in the powerplays that took place half a century ago. A major difference would be that the major players are still very much alive today.
Could one of those players be David, a centuries-old vampire?
Despite the dominance of supernatural creatures, much of the look and feel of this other world is 21st-century Earth. People in first world countries like living ether in the suburbs or work in the cities. They do grocery shopping and go to school. The minority, the humans, are protected by law—but!
You can imagine how tempting red-blooded humans are to vampires.
The investigation also rolls out much as I see it in CSI and other TV cop series, except the cops have fangs and fur and the human fugitives can do magic. Towards the end of the book, though, when more than bipedal beings get involved did the ambiance change from Supernatural to Lovecraftian.
By then, Jace is asking herself: is she on the right side? Even if she’s not, she’s smart enough to know that if she gets on the bad side of the winning team, she may never get home.
Dying bites. I’m dying for the sequel.