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Every Last Drop: A Novel by Charlie Huston
Cover Artist: Photo: cemetery by Maciej Toporowicz/man at bar by Howard Pyle
Review by Gayle Surrette
Del Rey Paperback  ISBN/ITEM#: 9780345495884
Date: 30 September 2008 List Price $14.00 Amazon US / Amazon UK

Links: Gumshoe Interview with Charlie Huston / Show Article /

Joe Pitt is back in the Bronx. He's ruthlessly cleared himself a bit of territory and he's making due; but there's the pull to Manhattan -- in sight across the river, but forbidden. Then a miscalculation lands Pitt in the hands of a sadist and then into the clutches of someone with a need for vengeance. Pitt is sent back to where he wants to be, but at a price. He's, as usual, stuck right in the middle of building tensions between the various vampire Clans, hunted by them all, everyone of them with an agenda and a use for him. There is one request he can't turn down -- and that leads him in some directions he'd rather not have to face.

From official release/information:

Product Description: It's like this: a series of bullet-riddled bad breaks has seen rogue Vampyre and terminal tough guy Joe Pitt go from PI for hire to Clan-connected enforcer to dead man walking in a New York minute. And after burning all his bridges, the only one left to cross leads to the Bronx, where Joe's brass knuckles and straight razor can't keep him from running afoul of a sadistic old bloodsucker with a bad bark and a worse bite. Even if every Clan in Manhattan is hollering for Joe's head on a stick, it's got to be better than trying to survive in the outer-borough wilderness.

So it's a no-brainer when Clan boss Dexter Predo comes looking to make a deal. All Joe has to do to win back breathing privileges on his old turf is infiltrate an upstart Clan whose plan to cure the Vyrus could expose the secret Vampyre world to mortal eyes and set off a panic-driven massacre. Not cool. But Joe's all over it. To save the Undead future, he just has to wade neck-deep through all the archenemies, former friends, and assorted heavy hitters he's crossed in the past. No sweat? Maybe not, but definitely more blood than he's ever seen or hungered for. And maybe even some tears–over the horror and heartbreaking truth about the evil men do no matter who or what they are.

(Source: Del Rey)

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