NEON NIGHTS, UNDERHANDED SCHEMES: A DETECTIVE'S STORY

The city bristled with a million secrets. A place where shadows clung to the corners and wealth click here glittered like broken promises. I, Jack Stone, wasn't your average cop. My office was a dimly lit space above a gambling den and my tools weren't handcuffs or a badge, but a sharp eye and a knack for sniffing out danger. The phone jangled, its