Emma tried to radio one more time, muffling her voice in her collar like she’d done before. “Airship Vigilance requesting refuel on Farnsworth Wind and Water account.” She gave the account number and drew in a slow breath. Maybe her father’s account had run dry.
Been emptied is more like it.
The old man hadn’t bother to say goodbye the day he shot himself. Didn’t even leave a note.
Gods of New Orleans by A.J. Sikes is the second novel in the Gods of Chicago trilogy and it’s a fine example of what is already considered classic Dieselpunk. A nice setting in the diesel era, that in this case is the 1920s, with a New Orleans that is familiar enough to be recognizable and strange enough to be a place to discover. There’s a lot of SF here and a bit of fantasy. There are airships (of course), social class tensions, lots of jazz and flapper attitude, quite a bit of underworld workings and a mystery to discover.
Good stuff and a lot of fun.
Read an excerpt from the first novel in the trilogy, Gods of Chicago