It's every demon for herself. After I escape hunters and arrive in good Ol' Witch City, Salem, Massachusetts, I head to a gothic club to feed. But, the dumb-as-rock gargoyle bouncers kick me out. They've confused my scent with another demon's. But, I thought I was the last of my kind. Not good. We can't both hunt in the same territory, especially with his dangerous cavalier style. I track the incubus, but when I find him, Daron's irresistibly devilish...