The Big Wheel
PART I: THE CASE It was a Tuesday in December 1947 when I took the case that would end the world. Or maybe it was a Wednesday. I stopped keeping track of days around that time. The whiskey didn't help, and neither did the rain, which fell on Los Angeles like God himself was crying into a bucket. The client was a Hollywood producer named Harold Voss. He wanted me to find his wife. She'd run off...
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