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"This is deep water, Mrs. Gable," I muttered, taking my first sip. The acidity hit the back of my throat—notes of blueberry and betrayal. "If the Syndicate is involved, your husband didn't just disappear. He was filtered out."

I’m Elias Thorne. Some call me a consultant; the IRS calls me a private investigator; but mostly, I’m just a guy who knows how to read the foam. In this town, you don’t find the truth in a ledger—you find it at the bottom of a double-shot espresso. File: Coffee.Noir.Business.Detective.Game.zip ...

Welcome to , the only place in this city where the coffee is darker than the motives. "This is deep water, Mrs

The dame sitting at the corner booth was draped in a trench coat that had seen better decades. She didn’t look up when I slid into the seat across from her. She just stared into her cup like it held the blueprints to a heist. "If the Syndicate is involved, your husband didn't