Second in the Supernatural Mystery series featuring the P.I. with a knack for solving eerie crimes--Teddy London.
The mother of a Chinatown murder victim insists her son was killed by vampires, but London is skeptical to say the least--until he kills a vampire during his investigation. Now, every bloodsucker in New York City is thirsting for Teddy London's blood.
NOTE: This novel is actually by C. J. Henderson (yes, I know that's a pseudonym, too, but that's the name this author is known by to fans of the Lovecraft Mythos...). Henderson's second novel about PI Teddy London marks a great improvement over the first in many ways: the writing is _much_ better than the writing in the first novel; the characterization is handled with more confidence and with more depth; and the sheer imagination Henderson imbues his universe with is mind-blowingly awesome. As I picked this up I wondered how a character who had already dispatched Cthulhu (in the first novel) could top that; Henderson even has London himself wondering the same thing. He does, however, and part of the answer to that problem is in how London manipulates the rules of the Lovecraftian mythos _and_ the vampire legend to make some sense of both of them in a way that makes London a true hero (in the archetypal sense of the word, if in no other way). London is both figuratively and literally crippled at the beginning of this novel, terribly guilty over having killed nearly 2 million citizens of New York City as collateral damage from his battle with Q'talu (Cthulhu). He is damaged and changed, self-involved, hardly heroic. The way that Henderson found to make sure London stepped up to the plate, to take a new case and work through his psychological damage is part of what makes this novel a great addition to the Lovecraft Mythos (and I'm trying to write this without giving too many spoilers; trust me, the conception of this novel and the development of the series as a whole is exciting in a way that a reader of the first volume could never have anticipated). Contra the publisher's evident intention, you really can't pick up any old Teddy London mystery and read it; there is a definite flow of needed information from book to book, the background mythology follows a definite course. I came out of the novel having absolutely no idea what is going to happen next...and that's a great thing for me to experience (I've read a lot and I've read a lot for many years; I get very few surprises in my reading these days). If you're struggling through these books because of the writing (which is chunky and awkward at times) or for other reasons, keep at it. It's worth the ride.
I'm continuing the Teddy London series I originally started back when it was new. A little better than the previous book in the series, thus far they haven't been as good as I recalled the ones I read years ago. I think the biggest issue they suffer from is too much pulp and a lack of refined verbiage. The author seemed so intent on not repeatedly referring to certain characters by their names he instead over-used the same (not very good) descriptives - Morcey is constantly called "the pony-tailed man" or "the balding man" as if somehow those are better than just saying Morcey, or him. Hopefully, the last couple books I have to read are an improvement.
The second book in the Teddy London series. Excellent continuation of the series and picks up where the first left off. Its interesting to see the main character change his point of view of the world after what he has gone through, without losing the interest of the reader. This is pulp horror at its best.
Strange concept for my liking, but besides that its interesting to see where some of this vampries come from and how they were born in the first place.
Not my favorite, but I have a weakness for detective stories.