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

The city pulsated with a million lies. A place where shadows clung to the corners and wealth glittered like broken promises. I, Jack Reagan, wasn't your average bartender. My apartment was a dimly lit room above a brothel and my tools weren't get more info handcuffs or a badge, but a sharp wit and a knack for sniffing out danger. The phone rang, it