NEON NIGHTS, UNDERHANDED SCHEMES: A DETECTIVE'S STORY

The city bristled with a million secrets. A place where darkness clung to the corners and prosperity glittered like broken promises. I, Jack Reagan, wasn't your average bartender. My desk was a dimly lit space above a gambling den and my tools weren't handcuffs or a badge, but a sharp wit and a knack for sniffing out deception. The phone blew, its