Capital Thirst

<p>DC bustles the light from the city fills the night.  But in the dark alleys and backstreets only slivers of light from a full moon dance.  In such an alley a shadowy figure is hunched over a body.  She lifts her head to reveal soulless eyes and fangs dripping with blood as she licks her lips with exultation. </p><p>Standing up she wipes her chin and tosses her long black hair then saunters away.</p><p> </p><p>At FBI headquarters Gerry examines the case files of 18 wealthy men dead with few clues no DNA and no leads…</p><p> </p><p>When predator and prey become one no one is safe.</p>