CITY LIGHTS, SHADY DEALS: A PRIVATE EYE'S TALE

The city swelled with a million lies. A place where darkness clung to the corners and wealth glittered like broken promises. I, Jack Stone, wasn't your average bartender. My desk was a dimly lit room above a brothel and my tools weren't handcuffs or a badge, but a sharp eye and a knack for sniffing out danger. The phone rang, its shrill cry slicing