Ex-cop. Licensed mage. Alchemical Vessel...? I thought the worst of Manhattan’s hidden world was behind me—until I stumbled on something that was a little too familiar. It carries a signature I recognized from the night my magic first awakened. It’s tearing into Zilra’s defense team, sabotaging trials, and building a case that makes me look like the one committing all these magical crimes. If it succeeds, Tessa—my key witness and the girl I dragged out of hell—gets buried right alongside the truth. Sarah Kim and SENSE want everything handled “by procedure.” But procedure isn’t something my enemies care about. Neither does Nari Song. My possessive, five-hundred-year-old gumiho girlfriend is all claws, fox-fire, and wicked ideas… and now she’s invested me with some kind of new magic. Now, some monster in the dark wants to see what I’ll do with it.