The Pitch and the Dagger
The Pitch and the DaggerACT I — THE HEATIt was a hot August in Los Angeles, the kind of heat that makes the pavement sweat and the streetlights flicker even at three in the afternoon. I had been at Griffith Park Academy for three weeks when I found the first clue in the equipment shed — a crumpled betting slip on the floor, still warm from someone's pocket, with Mike "Ace" Donovan's name...
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