While enjoying a latte one morning at The Muff Cafe, Julie is approached by a mysterious, but gorgeous French woman who wants to hire Julie to find, of all things, a hat. Not 10 minutes later the hat shows up, crushed under the body of a murdered woman found dead in the alley behind the café. Julie is left to wonder at the significance of the events that just took place in front of her. Little is she to know just how strange things are about to get.

It turns out that the French woman's name is Fedora, she's a ghost and the only person who can see her is Julie Bernard. The initial hat that is to be retrieved is simply the first of six that must be located and proves to be a frantic, and sometimes dangerous, little mission for Julie.

Something that Julie has to be careful of is not to wear any of the hats she finds. It seems as though wearing the hats that Fedora is after can be extremely dangerous to one's health. Flirting with a ghost while flirting with death is not the usual case taken on by this dyke detective.

Totally unfazed by the fact that her client is a ghost, Julie proves to be remarkably accepting of the situation in which she's found herself. Not quite so accepting is Teresa, Julie's girlfriend, and we touch on a hint of domestic tension. This part of the story could possibly have been expanded a little more, if only to give the characters a little more depth and the emotion much more pronounced.

More a novella length than novel at 88 pages, the pace, by necessity, is quick with the hunt for the missing hats undertaken with very little delay. A little time is reserved for a troubled relationship that hangs by a tenuous thread, but that's as in-depth as the character analysis goes. For the most part we scoot along to Julie's chirpy narration.

Because it's told in the first person from Julie's perspective, we are made privy to all sorts of amusing asides and embarrassing confessions with the style reaching a very pleasant conversational tone. The effect makes Julie seem like an old friend chatting over a cup of coffee.

A super quick supernatural mystery, Fedora Walks is an enjoyable little novel pumped with steamy, sometimes lustful, asides. The only problem I had was the lack of background detail that would have given me some frame of reference about Julie and her friends. I felt there was a lot more that could have been told.