Business has been slow lately for Harry Dresden. Okay, business has been dead. Not undead, just dead.
You would think Chicago would have a little more action for the only professional wizard in the phone book. But lately, Harry hasn’t been able to dredge up any kind of work - magical or mundane.
But just when it looks like he can’t afford his next meal, a murder comes along that requires his particular brand of supernatural expertise.
A brutally mutilated corpse. Strange-looking paw prints. A full moon. Take three guesses. And the first two don’t count.
Magic, it can get a guy killed.
- Cat. No.