The Golden Downtown
The rain in the city does not wash things clean; it merely makes the grime slicker, turning the cobblestones into a mirror that reflects the fractured lights of the skyline back at you, distorted and trembling. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, and your agency is bleeding money faster than you can patch the holes in your reputation, which is why you accepted the contract from the City...
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