Wicked Heart

And I went to bed alone.

With no memory of a struggle and no signs of a dead body, there’s only one logical conclusion. One of the demons we hunt at The Monster Defense Agency broke into my home.

My insatiable cravings clue me into exactly what I’m dealing with, and now I need to track the bastard down and fillet his ass.

Otherwise, my life will be forfeited, and I will become the hunted.