At the height of the Cold War, vampires came out of the closet and staged a coup to save humans from destroying themselves. All the Vampire protectors wanted in return was a simple monetary tithe and, of course, blood. But not George Handle's blood. He tastes foul. Maybe. Possibly. Okay, that might be a lie. Shit. Getting home from a business trip becomes very hard when every vampire around is suddenly after your skin. \————— This story is COMPLETE Approx. Word Count: 198,067 32 Chapters, plus Prologue and Epilogue