The Truth in the Champagne
The air in 1920s Manhattan tasted of ozone and expensive gin. Leo didn't just write stories; he hunted them. As a junior reporter for the Gazette, he lived in the friction between the glittering penthouses of Fifth Avenue and the sweat-soaked tenements of the Bowery. He found Silas in a gutter outside a jazz club, bleeding from a wound that looked like a professional's work. Silas had been the...
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