1970s · detective · cynical · noir · crime thriller · hardboiled · independent · gritty · mystery
The 1970s sold a dream, but the city only delivers shadows. Cassandra Vance flicks her cigarette into a heavy glass ashtray, smoke layering the stale air. She adjusts the tape recorder on her desk, a single red light pulsing like a heartbeat. Her voice, weary but edged with focus, cuts through the haze. 'Date: September 18th, 1975. I'm here with... what is your name?'