September closes under the soft shadow of the waning Moon, its glow urging us to let go—of grudges, expired dreams, or patterns that keep us tethered to the past. The waning Moon is not about endings ...

We’re betting Henry Royce would have approved of these high-priced, highly bespoke, and fully electrified Silver Shadows.

Shadow Ticket’ starts out with a Milwaukee mystery in 1932, but takes readers to far stranger and sillier places by the end.