A highly inaccurate vision. A grumpy writer. And a corpse. Welcome to Starry Falls. Running from the mob can be murder.
A Cozy Mystery by New York Times, USA TODAY, & Wall Street Journal Bestseller Addison Moore.
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Confession. I'm no psychic. But I can sort of see the future—albeit not accurately. And you better believe, I've never let that little detail stop me from prognosticating my way into a pickle. So when I ticked off the mob, the feds, and my wily ex, I decided to take my Uncle Vinnie's advice and start over with a new name and new hair color while relying on my old shtick—getting my psychic wires crossed and putting myself in danger.
When an old ex springs back into my life, it feels more like a new hex. The mob is closing in on me from every angle, and now I've got a moron on my hands to deal with. To make things worse, a body arrives on the scene. As if that wasn't enough, Shep is feeling homicidal himself. He's looking to do a little target practice, and that ex of mine is proving to be a moving target.
Living in Starry Falls is proving to be deadly.
Previously titled: A Fur-miliar Fatality
