The Five-Minute Mercy
**Act I: The Spark** Los Angeles, 1947. The city was a neon-lit jungle where the rain never seemed to wash away the grime. Detective Miller lived in a haze of cheap bourbon and stale cigarettes. He had a gift—or a curse. He could rewind time, but only by five minutes. It was a short window, a frantic scramble, but in his line of work, five minutes was the difference between a closed case and a...
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