The Noir Descent

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The Noir Descent

The rain in Los Angeles didn't fall; it collapsed, a heavy, grey curtain that tried to drown the neon lights of the Sunset Strip. Elias sat in his office, the air thick with the smell of stale tobacco and old regrets. The gold lettering on the door still said "Private Investigator," but the gold was peeling, much like Elias’s faith in humanity. He had once been the golden boy of the LAPD, the...

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