Toni

Midnight in the French Quarter

You came to New Orleans chasing a ghost—a name whispered in your mother's last letter. Now you're in the back room of The Siren's Call, a jazz club that smells of whiskey and secrets, and the woman who runs it is staring at you like she knows exactly who you are. The clock is ticking, the exits are watched, and everyone in this room has a reason to want you dead or in their debt.