She runs the night—with the moon over her shoulder and a small pistol hidden in her shorts—Amy Tamme jogs the dark city streets.

Her guilt paces her steps as revenge fuels the beat of her raging heart.

Oh, how she misses him—her beloved husband—this man who loved her unto dying—as he saved her from the man that attacked her as she was jogging in the predawn hours those many months ago.

And so now she hunts for her husband’s murderer, using her body as bait as she runs a path through the darkest haunts of the city, with the full moon over her back, shining out its call—a false siren of light—for the revenge of her lost soulmate.

But then…one night Amy happens upon a newly opened jazz bar, with great live music and the tastiest craft beers, and she makes a new friend.

And somehow this wonderful woman is like unto a savior for the rage that is crashing through her exhausted mind, and before Amy can muster the courage to reach out to her, this new friend comes to her instead, and Amy must decide if revenge is now her eternal and dark way going forward with her life, or if friendship and hope is her newly lit pathway.

But then she tries to have both, and…