The Cosmic Ledger
The rain had been falling on Los Angeles for three days straight when Victoria Vane walked into my office. I knew it was her before I looked up. You learn to recognize certain footsteps in this business. The click-clack of heels on linoleum, deliberate and unhurried, the kind of walk that says you own the building even though you're renting a room above a noodle shop on Sunset. "Mr. Callahan?"...
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