In the rain-slicked gutters of the city, there are two kinds of private eyes: those who hunt for justice and those who hunt for the truth. Angel Summers had long ago stopped believing in the difference. Her office sat above a defunct bakery on Rue des Martyrs, the sign on the door reading Enquêtes Très Privées – Angel Summers . No flourish. No false promises.
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