Neon Nights, Underhanded Schemes: A Detective's Story

The city pulsated with a million lies. A place where darkness clung to the corners and fortune glittered like broken promises. I, Jack Stone, wasn't your average bouncer. My desk was a dimly lit room above a brothel and my tools weren't handcuffs or a badge, but a sharp mind and a knack for sniffing out trouble. The phone rang, its shrill cry slici

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