NEON NIGHTS, UNDERHANDED SCHEMES: A DETECTIVE'S STORY

The city swelled with a million stories. A place where dimness clung to the corners and fortune glittered like broken promises. I, Jack Harper, wasn't your average bouncer. My office was a dimly lit space above a dive bar and my tools weren't handcuffs or a badge, but a sharp wit and a knack for sniffing out trouble. The phone rang, its shrill cry