Brian Henry arrives in Neah Bay expecting quiet streets and a fresh start. Instead he finds a town that watches every step he takes. People smile but their eyes move fast. Doors close a little too quick. And the new police chief soon learns that calm places often hide the deepest cracks.
A strange boat slips into the harbor before dawn. Crates appear where no crates should be. Men with clean boots and careful voices walk the docks at night. Every path leads to the same truth. Someone is smuggling more than tourist gear through the water. Someone with money. Someone with influence. Someone who believes the town belongs to them.
Warnings come from every side. Keep the peace. Leave it alone. Some doors are meant to stay closed. But Brian has seen this before in cities that ate good officers alive. He refuses to look away.
The deeper he digs, the more the town presses back. A mayor who talks about balance. Deputies who see more than they admit. A wanderer with a scar who appears at the exact moment he should not. And crates that shift through the night like ghosts that carry danger inside.
When violence finally breaks across the harbor, Brian makes his choice. He will stand his ground even if the whole town turns its back. Because in a place built on secrets, even one honest man can become a threat.
Some towns protect their truth.
Some towns bury it.
Neah Bay does both.
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