I’ll see you guys when I see you. You’ve been great.

Chapter 5, Part 8

bleakly
I had four or five drinks in me and had laid out about the same number of random thugs to hilariously little effect. I’d made a big enough show of promoting my unique brand of sleuthery at that point, so I figured it was time to call Otto’s bluff and see what the hell he [...]

Chapter 5, Part 7

bleakly
Walkin’ along, whistlin’ a song, tappin’ absent-mindedly at my handheld. It started raining. A car with a headlight out almost splashed me.

Chapter 5, Part 6

jacobson
So he was truly off the case. All right, old bean. Just like old times.
Nuts to Bleakly and his atrophied sense of chivalry. Nuts to City and his draconian schemes. Old-fashioned sleuthing would win the day.