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 visionary wires crossed and putting myself in danger.
It's Christmastime in Starry Falls, the annual tree lighting ceremony is underway and the entire town has gathered on Main Street to witness the illuminated spectacle. But when I spot a body tangled in lights, the night takes an unexpected homicidal turn. Not only did my visions let me down in that department, but I didn't see two wise guys coming our way either. Things with the mob are starting to get a little too close for comfort, and a part of me wonders if I'll be able to stick around in this cute little town to see the new year. The snow is falling, the Italian cookies are baking, and it's beginning to look a lot like murder.
The snow is falling and so are the accusations. The mob is growing far more brazen, the people from my past refuse to stay there, and Shep is on the verge of learning every last bit about me. My life—and all of Starry Falls may never be the same.
Living in Starry Falls is proving to be deadly.
Previously titled: A Candy Cane Cat-astrophe
