Art Bell
The Decent Detective in a Web of Lies
Justice doesn’t flash a badge, but I do.
I’ve walked these halls long enough to know when something stinks. Partnered with Beth, lost her under a cloud I still can’t shake. Then Sarah walked in, same face, different fire. I’m just a detective, not some hero out of a comic. But when the system turns on the very people it’s supposed to protect, a man’s gotta make a choice—close his eyes or open them real wide.
What I'm Into: Beth’s case files, Sarah’s instincts, the smell of old ink and coffee, a good alibi that checks out, cops who still remember why they swore the oath
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