The Stargazey

A mystery bus passenger and a body that is eerily familiar send Richard Jury on an eccentric investigation.

Saturday night. It was not a night to be spending alone, riding a bus. When he was a teenager at the comprehensive, Saturday night without a girl, without a date, without at least your mates to raise hell with, Saturday night alone would have been shameful. One wouldn't want to be seen alone on a Saturday night. . . . Who are you kidding? That was never your life, Jury, not yours.