The Last Case of Leo Vance
(V-05: Film Noir Zero Redemption) The rain in Los Angeles didn't wash anything away; it just turned the city's filth into a slick, black mirror. I sat in my office, the kind of place where the dust had its own zip code and the only thing working was the neon sign across the street that flickered like a dying heart. I was nursing a glass of cheap rye and staring at a file that had been closed...
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