(From the publisher):
Ah, the French Quarter. The smell of fired fish and fresh coffee. The harlequin tchotckes and flammable drinks. The lazy days, wild nights, and hot muscle boys stuffing five-dollar bills into your thong. Welcome to New Orleans, Scotty Bradley style.
Native boy Scotty knows how to bend his hometown's every unwritten rule. It doesn't hurt that he's buff, boyish, and completely irresistible, with a job by day as a personal trainer... and the occasional night gig dancing on the bar for rent money. Hey, it's a living. Scotty likes his relaxed life, living upstairs from the coddling lesbian couple he calls his aunties, and hanging out with his eccentric, close-knit family -- stoner-hippie parents, Uptown but well-meaning sister, and scheming lawyer brother. And with New Orleans' biggest circuit party -- Southern Decadence -- about to hit town, Scotty's looking forward to plenty of dancing, cruising, and maybe, just maybe, an adorable Mr. Right...or at least a Mr. Right This Minute. The last thing he's looking for is trouble of a permanent kind.
But that's just what Scotty finds when he discovers one of his best clients in front of his Decatur Street apartment, shot through the head, execution style. It's even more troubling when his friend Jeremy, he of the disappearing act a year ago, reappears briefly in the bar, begging Scotty to take care of a computer disk for him and spouting something crazy about people being after him. And things get really, really bad when everyone from the cops -- who don't believe anything Scotty says -- to a shadowy man claiming to be an FBI agent is tailing Scotty's every move, waiting for a chance to arrest him...or worse.
Original title: Bourbon Street Blues
Genre: Fiction→ Crime and Mystery→ Detective Story and Detectives→ Amateur
Fiction→ Gay & Lesbian→ Gay Male