Neon Nights, Underhanded Schemes: A Detective's Story

The city bristled with a million stories. A place where dimness clung to the corners and fortune glittered like broken promises. I, Jack Stone, wasn't your average cop. My desk was a dimly lit hole above a gambling den and my tools weren't handcuffs or a badge, but a sharp wit and a knack for sniffing out trouble. The phone blew, its shrill cry sli

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