DINOIR

The map ran out of names. The case didn't run out of bodies.

In a world where the great saurian lineages never died - where a Torosaurus can wear a rumpled coat and a stegosaur can read the truth in a layer of rock - detective work is a matter of deep time. Nothing is ever really extinct. It's only been misfiled.

Ridge Veros went looking for her missing brother and found something worse: a pattern. Across an ocean and down the length of a continent, someone has been quietly engineering the end of entire kinds of people - and calling it nature. Now the trail Tobin left behind has gone cold at the bottom of the world, at a bearing past the last town on any chart, and the only way to read it is to keep going.

She isn't going alone. Thorne Walker - warm where she is cold, a creature who notices everything and says almost none of it - follows her past the edge of the known, into cave-dark water and colder country, chasing a dead man who keeps leaving a trail out of whatever he can find lying around. But the deeper they go, the more the case stops being about a missing brother and starts being about the two of them: what they are to each other, what their bodies are becoming, and what it costs to love someone when the world was built to keep you apart.

Behind it all sits a family that has been murdering the future for longer than anyone can remember, and has never once had to answer for a single death.

DINOIR is hardboiled detective fiction crossed with the deep, strange grandeur of evolutionary history - a noir mystery series for readers who like their pulp smart, their science real, and their dinosaurs in trench coats and fedoras. Perfect for fans of speculative mysteries, richly built worlds, and slow-burn devotion under impossible pressure.

The past always leaves a record. Someone has been forging it.

Book Two of the DINOIR series.