THE DAMP FEDORA introduces 1940's detective Nelle Callahan, gal gumshoe with gumption, with a case that struts its stuff like the breeze off a good Narragansett sail. Brisk. Brash. Knowing where the wind's coming from, and yet ... wondering. Nelle's job? Cut through some slick con's shadow, lift a corner of chintz off the mist, let some truth shine in for the chippies and the chopper squad — you know — menfolk who measure themselves by how big their tommy guns really are.

In this outing, Nelle finds herself helping a damp fedora wearing Harry — who's not a Harry — Philadelphia Phillies first baseman Eddie Waitkus, MLB pitcher Paul Katcher and her OSS handler-agent, none other than former White Sox catcher Moe Berg.

Praise for THE DAMP FEDORA ...

"Original, distinctive, and quirky, there's something legendary about Kate's writing. 'Writing' doesn't fully describe the evocative prose, it sings off the page with the sultriness of a Hollywood starlet and raps with the cool of the Rat Pack. I can't decide if she carries her pen in a holster on her stockinged thigh or in a violin case alongside her Tommy gun." — Matt Hilton, author of the international bestseller Joe Hunter thrillers

"Fair warning — you are about to be enveloped by a whirlwind. A soft whirlwind of words and snappy pat-ter and hoods wide shouldering the front seat of mid-night sedans and a ball player on the outs and back ins and gats and tommyguns of the 45 persuasion ratatat-tating and the best cuppa joe in the world and a rock hard chunk of chocolate that ain't candy and Sinatra croonin' and Wind-song all over your mind and some secret and not-so-secret agents ... and ... and ... and if this all sounds confusing, just keep in mind what Nelle Towse Callahan tells ya right out in front: 'Some-thing's up. Something always is.' Remember that and you'll be all right, bub. You will be exactly all right." — A.J. (Bill) Hayes, revered crime-noir author of our thriller times, who left us in shadows way too damn soon