Lurking in the shadows, hidden down dark alleyways, there is a world that people never see: the world of city cats. This world is ruled by a ruthless gang who stop at nothing to get food, power, territory. Their leader is Sally Bones, the thin white cat. Never beaten in a fight, never seen in daylight, she is the terror of every kitten.

A thin white cat sat there. She was licking her claws, watching him with one ice blue eye. Where the other eye should've been was an empty socket. Her fur was spotless clean, but around her was the smell of darkness, of dank and deadly things and places.

Even with the Way — can Varjak stand up to Sally Bones and her lieutenants — big, brawny cats like Razor and Luger?