The Midnight Ferry

The ferry leaves at midnight. No names, no questions — just fog, diesel, and the smell of trouble.

Cal Rourke thought he was running cargo. Then a woman in gloves slipped him a hundred dollars at the gate, and with it, a ticket to hell. She's on the run, and the wrong people want her caught, or dead.

Below deck the air tastes of iron, the crew's jumpy, and someone's planted something that can burn them all. Cal's no knight — just a man with too many debts and not enough luck. But when the fog turns red, he's got one choice: trust the girl, or die with the rest.