It's hard-boiled crime fiction with a magical twist when noir meets sorcery on the mean streets of 1947 LA. Someone is preying on the actresses who flood into Los Angeles from every corner of the post-war United States. It looks like the work of a serial killer, a real sicko, but Tom McBain takes one look at the ritualized cuts on the latest body and knows the truth.
This is the work of a dark sorcerer. Someone is draining bodies of their life force, using starry-eyed actresses as a source of magical fuel.
The cops won't take him seriously. They've got their man, a janitor with a mental handicap. But McBain knows they've got the wrong guy.
McBain can't walk away. An innocent man will rot in prison, but that's not the worst of it. The sorcerer will strike again, and again and again unless somebody stops him. Tom McBain, paranormal consultant and doctoral student, will have to go far out of his comfort zone and walk some of LA's meanest streets, or another young starlet will see her dream of Hollywood ending in agony and death.
This short story was previously published in the anthology "Dirty Magick: Los Angeles" from Lucky Mojo Press.