You name it. We kill it.
I’m the power behind the Nyght Raiders- soldiers of fortune capable of neutralizing anything. And I do mean anything. Human, bicycles, demons… whatever. You name it. We kill it.
Not that long ago, I lost my best friend to a mutant human sonovabitch who shifted into a beast and ripped him to pieces. Some call them Alterants. I call them target practice.
Some in Washington know what I do, but due to plausible deniability, they leave me alone. They know if humans find out what lives among them, there would be all-out panic.
I’m their private exterminator. Then one night, I drew a bead on a demon and blew it to pieces to save the live of a woman hot on its trail. You’d think that would make us social, but she didn’t see it that way. She rides a motorcycle like she has a death wish; is armed to the teeth and kicks everyone’s ass who messes with her. I find that sexy, but there’s a secret she’s hiding from me.
And no one keeps secrets from me for long.
