The Wrong Tide at Harbor Shipyard
A postwar tale of deceit on the docks

About this book:

In the grey dawn of 1946, the guns are silent but the shipyard at Wyre Haven still breathes war. Apprentice shipwright Arthur Pringle finds more than rust eating the launch tracks of the *Sovereign*—he finds acid where grease should be, blueprints altered in black pencil, and a trail of cold secrets leading straight to the director's office. In a yard where every man carries ghosts and the peace feels like a coat of paint over corroded steel, asking questions is the quickest way to join the lost.

Arthur’s brother Tommy went down with a torpedoed ship after he couldn't keep his mouth shut about short-measured plates. Now Arthur holds Tommy’s pocketbook, his tools, and a growing list of discrepancies: four drums of "maintenance grease" that burn like vitriol, void spaces carved into cargo holds for no cargo any merchant would carry, and a management that watches the tide like they’re waiting for something to surface. The old hands warn him to mind his hammer, but the sabotage is accelerating, and the next launch could break the yard's back.

*The Wrong Tide at Harbor Shipyard* is a tightly wound historical thriller where the clang of the riveter’s gun masks a quieter, deadlier conflict. From the soot-blackened mold loft to the midnight drydock, every chapter tightens the turnbuckle on a conspiracy built on postwar desperation and the weight of things left unsaid. For readers who love atmospheric industrial noir and a hero who measures truth in thousandths of an inch, this is a voyage into the dark water beneath the keel.