Frank doesn't ask questions. He checks the locks, logs the time, walks the route.
That's the job.
When he takes a night security position at a harbour in San Pedro, the work is exactly what he expected: gates, radios, clipboards, and silence. The kind of silence a man can disappear into if he's not careful.
But the harbour has its own memory. And something in the dark water, on the sealed pier, in the static between radio calls, is learning his routine.
San Pedro Haunting is a slow-burn psychological horror novel built from the texture of ordinary work... the pen that skips in the same spot, the gate that doesn't catch clean, the voice on the radio that says exactly one word too few. It is a story about what happens when dread stops being an event and becomes an atmosphere.
For readers of quiet, literary horror who believe the most terrifying things are the ones you can almost explain.
32 chapters. One harbour. Something that was already there when Frank arrived.