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NOBODY LIVES FOREVER. NOT EVEN A VAMPYRE.

Just ask Joe Pitt. After exposing the secret source of blood for half of Manhattan’s Vampyres, he’s definitely a dead man walking. He’s been a punching bag and a bullet magnet for every Vampyre Clan in Manhattan, Brooklyn, and the Bronx, not to mention a private eye, an enforcer, an exile, and a vigilante, but now he’s just a target with legs.

For a long time, Joe Pitt has been on the receiving end of the whip-as stick, and you might be wondering if he gets to turn it around in this, the final book of the Joe Pitt Casebooks series. I can tell you definitively and without a doubt that everyone gets what’s coming to them. And I do mean everyone.

Let’s be honest. Joe Pitt isn’t exactly what you’d call a hero; hasn’t been for the last several books. The darkness has been closing around him for a long time. The thing about darkness, though, is that it’s not always bad. Oppressors can be fled. Justice can be served. Anonymity has its virtues, although Kitty Genovese might tell you otherwise. And I’m sure that after everything in this series is said and done, our boy Joe would, too.

See, Charlie Huston has never been the type of author to turn the camera off when the action got too rough at for the folks at home, and My Dead Body leaves the Theater of the Mind’s Eye spattered and dripping in blood. He’s a master of his form, though. His prose is sharp and lean and pointed, more a stiletto than a chainsaw. Whether you wait around for the final act is up to you, but I highly recommend it.

Review by Matt Staggs