Blood isn’t Always Blood...
The name is Dakota. No last name. Just that. I’m a bounty hunter, only I hunt all the things that go bump in the night. The things that others are too afraid to hunt.
I live alone. I work alone. That’s how I like it. Other people just mess things up.
Life doesn’t always work the way you want it to, though, does it? Sometimes, things—or people—just get forced on you, and you just have to deal with it.
Well, wise guy, how am I supposed to handle hunting an ex-lover and a freakin’ thousand-year-old vampire—at the same time?
I guess I’m about to find out.