"As with a fine Bourbon, this novel is one to savour and relish at a leisurely pace."
It is 1919 and New Orleans is under the threat of a killer who many say is no more than the Devil himself, released from Hell to wreak his own kind of justice. People whisper that this killer can walk through walls, get in to people’s houses without disturbing windows or needs to open locked doors before delivering a deadly blow of his axe to their heads. His moniker is a Tarot card placed in the crevice where his axe fell, leading to murmurs of ‘Voodoo’ practices.
Three people are determined to find this bizarre killer. Detective Lieutenant Michael Talbot is heading the investigation and already feels he is chasing after nothing more than smoke and mirrors. Talbot has his own secrets and knows that many people, good or ill are keeping a close eye on him. Some want him to succeed and others would like nothing better than to see him fail after what he did to one of their own.
Luca d’Andrea is fresh out of prison after serving his sentence. His crime was to be a bent cop, in the pay of the Mafioso. And the man who betrayed him was his protégé, Michael Talbot. Now d’Andrea is free but very soon working for his old employers to find out who is killing Italians in New Orleans. Having lost all his money, he can’t afford to upset the Mafioso and so he decides to accept one more job before returning back to Italy.
Ida has dreams of bettering herself. Bored at Pinkerton’s Detective Agency she enlists the help of her friend, the black musician, Lewis Armstrong to check out some leads about the Axeman murders. As they dig deeper they soon realise they may well have got in over their heads in a case that is far reaching than they could ever have imagined.
Everything comes to a head on a wet evening when a storm hits New Orleans and the river bursts its banks. Nature turns against a city in turmoil and is ready to wipe the slate clean.