They tried to kidnap my suspect. Then they tried to kill me. Now it's my turn. After a simple prisoner transport turns out to be anything but, I'm on the run and off the grid with a Yokai suspect under my protection. The Bureau and Vigilance both want the suspect back in their custody. Several Yokai want the prisoner dead. I want to know who double-crossed me. With a shrinking list of allies and a growing list of enemies, my safest option might be the one place in Los Angeles mortals are absolutely not welcome. After a lifetime of pretending to be just a typical mortal, my survival may now depend on wearing my kitsune mask in public. This is either going to be the performance of a lifetime or my swan song.