He was out to solve a mystery in the dark and terrifying world of the vampire Knights of the Blood

IN BLOOD WERE THEY BORN
When Los Angeles policeman John Drummond was on a case, he never gave up until he’d caught his quarry. But his newest assignment was about to lead him down a path through time which no mere mortal had ever been meant to follow—
Back to a bizarre string of killings in 1972, where the murder weapon was a stake through the heart . . . .
Back to World War II, where SS forces found themselves up against an enemy beyond their wildest imaginings. . . .
Back to the Crusades, where a battle within the very sanctuary of the church would give rise to the KNIGHTS OF THE BLOOD

THE ORDER OF THE SWORD

As the priest elevated the chalice—now containing the Blood of Christ, if the Christian faith were true—SS Officer Kluge stared at the gray-haired knight kneeling closest to the altar. Carefully he took in every detail of the man—the chain mail showing under robe and mantle, the hand-and-a-half sword belted around his waist.
The full realization of what he was witnessing flooded over Kluge, crashing on him like a crimson wave. In an instant, he realized that the knights waiting to receive communion were centuries old. The pale luminance of their skins, the rapturous expressions on their faces as the priest lifted the loaf in one hand and the chalice in the other—all confirmed the darkest of legends surrounding the Order of the Sword.
Kluge realized with a chill of elation that having been initiated into the bloody rites of the SS, he was in communion with the knights now kneeling in the chapel—knights who would live forever, knights with the blood of vampires in their veins!

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