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Family. The Job. The Thrill of a Trilogy. It'll Take a Miracle to Survive.The black-veiled witch Anya and her army of ghouls aren't used to being hunted-especially by her prodigies. In the final installment of the Moonlight City Drive trilogy, all the players are forced into a final showdown. Killers vs Detectives. Warlocks vs Vultures. Teenagers vs Witches. Psychics vs Ghouls. Everyone knows it's the end of the road, and the city is certainly alive tonight.Melissa Smith, the granddaughter of the infamous Wharf Killer, wrestles with either following in her grandfather's footsteps and continue to eradicate the dames of the night or redeem herself and use her powers for good.Returning to Las Vegas to revisit where the beginning of her family's involvement in the witch's mission occurred, Melissa will have to kill or relinquish her prominent status within the Mushroom Cult. Whichever her decision, she will need the help of innocent bystanders and invested mystics and commit to her destiny or finally end Anya's reign.Who will get out alive?
Family. The Job. The Thrill of Discovery. No one gets out alive.George Covington loved three things: his family, his job, and the dames he killed every night. Detective Smith hated three things: his family, his job, and the scumbags who killed dames. The only thing they had in common was the witch who pulled the puppet strings from the shadows.11:18 p.m. Subject is checking into the Desert Palms Motel, accompanied by an unknown female. Snapshot in the parking lot. Man and woman embrace. Betrayal ... I see it every day, like my own reflection. Another case, another bottle of booze, and another client who won't be satisfied until I uncover every speck of dirt they think is there. I'm a private eye, hot on the trail; the top gun for hire. I lurk in the shadows, searching for the clues you think you erased. I'm the bulletproof detective, and I have you in my sights.What's a little sin between the sheets, and a little blood between lovers? What's a little death to be discovered, waiting for you under that white sheet? I'm digging a desert grave just for you, underneath the burning sun. You won't be found ... not even by the vultures circling in the sky. You, my dear, are the reason why I was always easily influenced.Part 2 coming in 2019; Part 3 coming in 2021
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