Neon Nights, Underhanded Schemes: A Detective's Story

The city pulsated with a million secrets. A place where shadows clung to the corners and prosperity glittered like broken promises. I, Jack Reagan, wasn't your average bouncer. My desk was a dimly lit space above a dive bar and my tools weren't handcuffs or a badge, but a sharp mind and a knack for sniffing out trouble. The phone jangled, its shril

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