Oh, what a tangled web we weave...
Los Angeles, 1956.
Coleridge Fox has a liar for a lover, a gambling debt he can't pay, and his screenwriting career is D.O.A.
He thought the Incubus, a serial killer hunting in Hollywood's back streets, was the least of his worries, but now he's starting to wonder.
Cole fell for the suave Leo Mancini the day they met, but is it ever really possible to trust a liar--especially when Mancini makes a murder suggestion sound like a marriage proposal?
Incubus is a standalone novel intended for mature readers who enjoy the darkness and moral ambiguity of noir stories.
It is high heat, twisted, and not for the faint of heart.
Note: There are no truly happy endings in noir.
