Title: Neon Noir Redemption
The rain in Los Angeles didn't wash anything away; it just smeared the neon lights across the asphalt like wet paint. Jack sat in his car, the smell of stale cigarettes and old leather filling the cabin. He was a private investigator who specialized in the kind of secrets people paid to keep buried. He had spent two years hunting Vince. Vince was the Police Chief, a man who wore the badge like...
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