The Detective Who Saw Too Much
The rain in Los Angeles doesn't wash anything clean. It just makes the dirt slicker. Jack Donovan knew this. He had lived in this city long enough to know that the rain was a joke—a punchline told by clouds that had never seen the actual state of the streets. His office was on Sunset, third floor, above a pharmacy that sold more than it should have and a diner that served coffee that tasted...
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