The Last Con at Midnight

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The jazz band at The Velvet Cellar played like they were trying to outrun something, and maybe they were. Jack Malone leaned against the bar, watching the smoke curl toward the ceiling in lazy spirals, and felt the familiar emptiness settle in his chest like a stone. At thirty-two, he had survived Prohibition by being charming enough to talk his way past the coppers and ruthless enough to keep...

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