A reluctant werewolf on the run. An undercover operative with a deadly secret mission. A burnt-out detective with a twenty-six minute hole in his memory. Three loners on an inevitable trajectory to either an explosive collision or a reluctant new partnership that just might save the world.
Laredo Tan is being hunted. He should have known the offer for a fresh start was just too good to be true. And that what they did to him during the Millennium War would catch up with him eventually. Now he's on the run and there's no telling who's after him tonight. He's not even sure they're human. Worse, Laredo has a secret. For the past half a year he's been a wolf for a couple of bewildering days a month. That this is the least of his worries right now is saying something.
Special Operative Celestine Chan is one of the top agents at the Sabara's elite Security and Intelligence Division. A seasoned operative with impeccable instincts, poise, and a cool sophistication, she fits in flawlessly undercover from the back alleys of Geylang to the swankiest sorties of Marina Bay. Chan also has a secret. This isn't her only job. Who else she's reporting to is need-to-know only. And the last person who didn't need to know was never found.
Detective Lucien McBain has a problem. His insubordination and unwillingness to compromise has just gotten him demoted to the New SG Special Crimes Unit—what everyone calls the "Spooky Squad." Now McBain only has time for three things: trying to get his old job back, the coffee from Huat's House of Joe on Temple Street, and a well-cut suit. He doesn't want a new partner. Or a dog. Especially one that might be a werewolf. He's about to get both.
Ever since the war, ever since the atmosphere went ka-blooey in an apocalyptic climate change cascade, ever since the domes went up, the isolated cities of the new New World have walked a razor edge between the reality everyone thought they knew and the one that slapped us in the face when the vamps came out of hiding.
Things were already pretty weird for the detectives of the Sabara Special Crimes Unit. But now even the man on the street is stumbling across things that don't fit anyone's view of reality. Like the body Lee swore winked at him before it dissolved into smoke and drifted out a window with a laugh. Like the berserker they took down last week over in Little India who flipped over a commuter car full of people before taking eight rounds to the chest, then got up and ran away.
From the boardrooms of the Central Business District where vampires scheme and play for power, to the squad rooms of the SID where secret werewolves are rising through the ranks, the creatures of the underworld are hiding in plain sight. But they're not going to be hiding much longer.
Code 5 Confidential: City DogNot every stranger in the crowd is human.
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#action/adventure #urban-fantasy #buddycop #detectives #special-crimes-unit #paranormal #paranormal-investigation #supernatural #vampires #werewolves #romance #also foul language, sexual situations mostly involving vampires 'cause they're like that, violence--but never sexual violence--and, look, the whole thing is basically rated Mature, please be advised.
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