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

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