The Dead Don't Drink at Lafitte's: 2 (Sam Quinn)

Im Sam Quinn the werewolf book nerd owner of the Slaughtered Lamb Bookstore and Bar. Things have been busy lately. While the near-constant attempts on my life have ceased I now have a vampire gentleman caller. Ive been living with Clive and the rest of his vampires for a few weeks while the Slaughtered Lamb is being rebuilt. Its going about as well as youd expect.My mother was a wicche and long dormant abilities are starting to make themselves known. If Id had a choice necromancy wouldnt have been my top pick but its coming in handy. A ghost warns me someone is coming to kill Clive. When I rush back to the nocturne I find vamps from New Orleans readying an attack. One of the benefits of vampires looking down on werewolves is no one expects much of me. They dont expect it right up until I take their heads.Now Clive and I are setting out for New Orleans to take the fight back to the source. Vampires are masters of the long game. Revenge plots are often decades if not centuries in the making. We came expecting one enemy but quickly learn we have darker forces scheming against us. Good thing Im the secret weapon they never see coming.