Downloading Moon Over New Orleans (Moon Over America #6)

*Her date was a disaster - and that was before the murder. *

Hannah is in a jazz club standing over the dead body of a stranger. And yet, on the wall above the victim, the killer has left a message - to her.

Until a few minutes ago, she'd thought the evening was a catastrophe because her date was a bore. Then... she couldn't take her eyes off her date's beautiful friend - the smoky, charismatic singer onstage.

But now, Hannah is learning that nothing is as it seems, and it's too late to back out. And all these people she's just met will be her new friends - because only they understand why the killer is talking to her.

Thrilling, sexy, and romantic, Moon Over New Orleans is a slow-burn f/f romance and light thriller. It is the sixth novel in the sapphic romantic-suspense series, Moon Over America. Every story is a new romance, and characters from previous books will appear in subsequent stories.

Early

"Can't put it down."

"I think this one is my favorite in the series."

"I LOVE the book!"

Chapter One

Her date had been talking for an hour, and - Hannah wasn't sure - but she thought she was still on the same sentence. It wasn't a... normal sentence, of course. It was more like a sentence that had a parenthesis inside of a parenthesis inside of a parenthesis - until infinity, apparently - with no hope of a period until death.

The conversation had been confusing on another level, though. Naturally, there was the tricky situation of Hannah being pretty sure she'd forgotten what the primary subject of her date's sentence was, while still awaiting the predicate that she was no longer certain was ever going to arrive. But... the other part was even stranger.

She'd met this woman on an online dating app, and they'd exchanged messages for days before finally agreeing to meet. Communicating through the app, Hannah had been charmed by her. She'd been warm, witty, even insightful.

But now, in person... she was none of these things. Her face matched the photo in the dating app. She had her name. But the rest Hannah found strangely unrecognizable. She simply couldn't merge the person she'd envisioned while chatting through the app with the woman who sat across the table from her.

But - maybe that was the explanation. Perhaps her date just really needed the constraints of the app's one hundred twenty-character limit.

The hour had grown late. Hannah looked around the jazz club. Besides her and her date - Delfina - there were perhaps only eight other couples seated at the small tables, most of them nursing drinks from the bar, since food was no longer available. An ensemble band - consisting of a piano, a double bass, drums, and a horn player who cycled between a trumpet, clarinet, and saxophone - was entertaining the small crowd with classic American jazz.

Outside, a storm was blowing in. Its full force wasn't expected to hit until the next day, but the winds announcing its arrival whistled and moaned, creeping in beneath the spaces of the entrance doors and emergency exits and adding a certain ominous moodiness to the club.