The Dark Forest Law
The rain in Los Angeles didn't wash things clean. It just made the grime slicker. I stood under the awning of the Pacific Diner, watching the neon sign across the street flicker like a dying heartbeat. The sign said OPEN but it wasn't, and nobody in this city was open anymore. Not after what happened to Dr. Chen. Chen had been a scientist. Or he had been. Now he was a body in a morgue drawer,...
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