Low Tide, Black Star

The night train to Meridian ran for eighty years and never once deviated. Then, on a low July tide, it stopped at a station that isn’t on any timetable.

When the ticket agent is found with his own boarding pass in a sealed envelope, transit cop Elena Cross is handed the ledger and told — quietly — to close it.

Low Tide, Black Star is the fourth case: a railway noir about schedules, ghosts, and the fares you pay twice.