The Dead Man's Clock
The city was a concrete lung, breathing smog and desperation. Miller didn't believe in fate; he believed in leverage. As a private investigator, he spent his days digging through the trash of other people's lives, looking for the one piece of filth that could be turned into a paycheck. Vance was a "source"—a high-level leak from the city's shipping union. He had spent months gathering evidence...
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