NEON NIGHTS, UNDERHANDED SCHEMES: A DETECTIVE'S STORY

The city pulsated with a million lies. A place where dimness clung to the corners and fortune glittered like broken promises. I, Jack Stone, wasn't your average bartender. My office was a dimly lit room above a dive bar and my tools weren't handcuffs or a badge, but a sharp mind and a knack for sniffing out deception. The phone jangled, its shrill