Year: 2026

Gator Gabe reached for his sidearm but Monty Tiberius Beauregard-Hayes placed a firm hand on his shoulder. Monty had read the reports of a certain investigator from Wales. He knew…

The air in the remote corner of the Fakahatchee Strand was thick with the scent of wild vanilla orchids and something much older. Monty Tiberius Beauregard-Hayes was following up on…

The Atlantic was an unnerving shade of sapphire. Monty Tiberius Beauregard-Hayes sat on the deck of the Calypso’s Ghost. This research vessel was currently bobbing in the infamous Sargasso Sea.…

The Executive Aviation Center was a small private airport tucked away on the edge of the Everglades. It was a picture of orderly efficiency usually. Lately its control tower had…

It was late February. The Holey Land Wildlife Management Area lived up to its name in the cruelest way possible. Usually a mosaic of wet prairies and marsh, the record…

The humid, swampy air of North Miami was a far cry from the Welsh hills, but the man standing in front of Monty Tiberius Beauregard-Hayes had enough “hiraeth” in his…

The humidity in the Western Everglades was so thick you could carve it, and the air hummed with a tension that Monty Tiberius Beauregard-Hayes didn’t like one bit. For three…

The neon silhouette of the World’s Most Famous Fairytale Castle cast a shimmering, artificial glow across the black waters of the lagoon. But the island sitting in its shadow was…

The neon pulse of the “Solstice Flare” flickered across Monty’s spectacles as he drifted through the festival’s outer rim. This wasn’t a gathering of simple revelers; it was a high-octane…

The late January air was brittle, carrying a dry chill that turned the sawgrass into rustling blades of amber. Monty Tiberius Beauregard-Hayes sat by his modest campfire, the smell of…