Twenty years late for his own family. Right on time for someone else's.
In August 2006, a family's car broke down on Route 19 in the West Virginia hills. A pair of headlights came around the bend, and the father said what fathers say: Somebody always stops.
Leon Haynes was eight. He is the only one who got away.
Twenty years later he walks back into Harrow Creek, population 412, with two pistols, two wooden daggers, a sword in a fishing-rod bag, and a piece of ancient glass against his chest that drinks the sun and makes him stronger than any man should be. The town still has fresh paint on its welcome sign and cherry pie at the diner. It also has a sheriff who offers to drive him to the county line and forget he was ever here, a reverend who keeps the name of every family that went up the hollow and never came back down, and a worked-out coal mine where the things that took his family are still being fed.
Leon didn't come back to save anybody. He came back to kill one of them.
But the mine is deeper than he remembers, the town is watching, and the thing waiting at the bottom has been expecting him for twenty years.
HARROW CREEK is Book One of the complete HAYNES duology: a relentless, blood-soaked vampire-hunter thriller set deep in the Appalachian hills.
