The moon was blue, large, and full and hung low over the New Orleans skyline. The lights from the French Quarter flickered brightly, inviting anyone in to play; danger was in the air, and Jake (JPD) could smell it coming. Now that the serial killer was caught, and Amy Thornton was locked up in a mental institution, the French Quarter was slowly getting back to normal. The strobe lights from the new club, the Shade-Tree, was sliding across the star-studded...