Most people stay away from the dreaded Whitechapel region. For Honoria Todd, it’s the last safe haven. But at what cost?

Blade is known as the grasp of the rookeries-no 1 dares mix him. It’s been stated he encountered down the Echelon’s army single-handedly, that since getting infected from the blood-craving he’s been quicker, stronger, almost immortal.

When Honoria turns up at his door, his tenuous control comes near snapping. She’s therefore…innocent. He doesn’t observe her backbone of steel-or that she may be the extremely salvation he’s been seeking.