I don't drink because the whiskey's good. I drink because being sober hurts too much. That's not a line from a movie. That's just the truth, and the truth in this town doesn't care whether you like it or not.
The rain started at six and didn't stop. It never stops in the San Fernando Valley, not really. It just changes form—sometimes it's water, sometimes it's fog, sometimes it's the sweat on the back of your neck when you know someone's following you. O'Brien came to the bar at eight. He was LAPD, uniform crisp, jaw set, eyes that had seen too much and pretended they hadn't. He sat at the far end...
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