THE SILENT STRATEGY
The rain in Los Angeles had a particular smell in November. Jack Mercer had spent three years in the Pacific during the war and he could tell you that ocean rain smelled different from city rain — cleaner, saltier, honest. But LA rain was the worst kind. It smelled like neon signs bleeding through wet asphalt and the faint hint of cheap perfume from bars on Sunset. It was the smell of a city...
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