Baseball isn’t supposed to be a game of life and death…
The summer that Chase Stern entered my life, I was seventeen. The daughter of a legend, the Yankees were my family, their stadium my home, their dugout my workplace. My focus was on the game. Chase… he started out as a distraction. A distraction with sex appeal poured into every inch of his six foot frame. A distraction who played like a god and partied like a devil.
I tried to stay away. I couldn’t.
Then, the team started losing.
Women started dying.
And everything in my world broke apart.
Moonshot was my first Alessandra Torre novel and it would have been a definite 5 star read for me except for the short chapter’s, especially when there consisting of 1-3 pages. I get this feeling that I can’t get into the groove of the narrator, and that’s just a quirk of mine. However, the plot to Moonshot was brilliant. I loved how Torre thru a curveball and kept me on my toes thur the entire book. The ending was a touch rushed for me but again, that can be overlooked.