My name is Jesse Ames. I’m an ex-fed with an aversion to authority and an unusual partner—a wolf shifter with an interesting way of blending in. A shifter within a shifter.
Eleven years at the FBI taught me two things—how to stay alive when a gun is pointed at my head, and that I never want to work for anyone else ever again. When I moved to Atlanta and started my own PI firm, I swore I’d never make my living chasing down missing or philandering spouses. But the rent is due, so when a woman knocked on my door and offered me a boatload of money to track down her missing husband who helped himself to a family heirloom on his way out, I had a hard time saying no. Seemed like easy money.
Wrong.
The local vampire cartel has also taken an interest in my case, and now I’m neck-deep in the shady blood trade questioning who the bad guys really are. Throw in a wizard with a fascination for dinosaurs and Venus flytraps, and my case just got even more complicated.
Did I mention my dead ancestors talk to me, and my partner and I are on the run from a ruthless vampire in New Orleans?
The Chronicles of Jesse Ames series is part of the Katie Bishop universe, so old friends from Savannah will pop in often.
Warning: Jesse has a mouth like a sailor. Colorful language is guaranteed.
