Neon Nights, Underhanded Schemes: A Detective's Story

The city swelled with a million secrets. A place where darkness clung to the corners and prosperity glittered like broken promises. I, Jack Stone, wasn't your average bartender. My desk was a dimly lit room above a dive bar and my tools weren't handcuffs or a badge, but a sharp eye and a knack for sniffing out deception. The phone blew, its shrill

read more