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a loss as to Brenda's whereabouts... or perhaps not He knows his son's powers are at least as great as his own. It is
possible that the baby has taken his mother and hidden her away. But where?
In order to devote himself to the search, Harry has left E-Branch and returned to his home outside Bonnyrig, near Edinburgh,
Scotland. Unknown to him, however, Darcy Clarke, Head of E-Branch, has taken certain measures to ensure the
Necroscope's unique skills can't be put to use by alien powers. For British E-Branch isn't the only parapsychological intelligence
organization in the world: Red China and the Soviet Union have long followed similar lines of research and run similar covert
agencies. Clarke couldn't simply let Harry walk, and take a chance that he wouldn't be recruited or coerced by some foreign
agency or criminal organization. Indeed, the Necroscope's wife and baby may well have been stolen away by such an agency! Which is why,
before Harry left E-Branch,
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Clarke had him drugged, hypnotized, and his mind seeded with post-hypnotic commands forbidding him to divulge or display his powers to
anyone else.
That was three and a half years ago. In some ways Clarke's scheme has worked out in Harry's favour; in others it has added to
the complications of his rehabilitation, his coming-to-terms with the weirdness of his situation...

In Scotland, lonely and plagued by nightmares - residual 'echoes' of Alec Kyle's precognition, inexplicable glimpses of future
events -Harry has developed a romantic relationship with Bonnie Jean Mirlu, 'a wrong-headed girl" who helped him out of trouble
on a case in London. With a staff of attractive girls, B J. runs a wine bar in a seedy area of Edinburgh. But the bar is a front, and B J. Mirlu is
more than she seems.
In fact she is a two-hundred-year-old vampire thrall who all her life has kept watch over an ancient horror from a monstrously alien parallel
world. Her Master is Radu Lykan, whose lair is an inaccessible cavern complex in the high Cairngorms. Waiting out
his time in suspended animation - as he has waited for six centuries - Radu is Wamphyri! The first of the Wamphyri were banished into our
world almost two thousand years ago. There were four Nonari the Gross Ferenczy, the Drakul brothers, and the dog-Lord Radu
Lykan, a werewolf. And they brought with them a blood-feud that was already hundreds of years old.
But our world was different Its teeming tribes were warriors who had their own bloodwars, in which the Wamphyri might easily get caught up
and crushed. It was a far cry from their home world, where they had only one real enemy - themselves! At first they failed to
adjust; the times were many when they came close to extinction, before learning the golden rule for survival: that
longevity is synonymous with anonymity.
Then, gradually, they began to blend in. With their metamorphism it wasn't dif ficult to play the roles of men; in their own world they had been
men before they were Wamphyri! Now they must be men again, find positions best-suited to their skills, use them to build their power-bases in
this new world. So the banished vampire Lords went their diverse ways.
They became sparing in the dissemination of their evil; they chose their egg-sons carefully and made fewer bloodsons. Mainly
they settled in remote areas, and kept themselves secret from the affairs of men. The Drakuls built their redoubts (or aeries) intheTransyhranian
Mountains, where in nine hundred years they became powerful Boyars. Nonari Ferenczy fled east from the dog-Lord Radu Lykan;
he changed his name, became a citizen of Rome and eventually the
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Governor of a small province on the Black Sea. He got vampire sons out of comely slave women; these made fives of their own in
the gloomy east-facing mountains, which Asiatic invaders were loath to climb.
Generally the Drakuls and Ferenczys would remain covert in their ways; they desired that the legends arising out of
their earlier days on the Danube and the wooded hills of Dacia - terrible legends of blood-sucking beasts and loping
man-wolves - be forgotten by men in the wake of all the bloody wars that had washed across those parts. And in the
main they were forgotten.
But as for Radu Lykan:
With that of a wolf in him, he was the wild one. Initially Radu ignored the tenets of the rival Lords - he would not hide himself
away but go out in the world, become a mercenary, revel in the reek and roil of warfare! Which he did with tremendous enthusiasm. And as the
other vampire Lords established themselves in their various places, Radu and his pack became warhounds caring
nothing for isolation or anonymity but lusting after the spoil of sacked cities. They fought as mercenaries for personal
gain - as well as for the sheer joy of it! - under human warlords whose knowledge and skill in battle was varied far beyond that of any