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

The city bristled with a million stories. A place where dimness clung to the corners and prosperity glittered like broken promises. I, Jack Stone, wasn't your average cop. My desk 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 trouble. The phone rang, its shrill cry