Artists, world-wide, are a special kinda people, avant-garde, open-minded, and capable of feeding from trashcans one moment, and rising to shine the proverbial bauble the next!
To some, artists may just be glorified prostitutes. To others, they are geniuses, or lazy folks prone to fall for any kind of substance abuse. But fact is artists have always been a special ‘in-between’ social class to the people. In touch with politics, sometimes religion, and often targets of organized crime.
No surprise then that bloody murder and detective noir stories have been known throughout the ages. This one here is about a private detective too eager, for his own good. It is a long-hours effort to revive an expired copyright story I enjoyed myself. It plays in the golden age of the genre, the 1940’s, with America at war to stop Hitler’s monstrosities in Europe and a Tenno gone tyrant in the Pacific.
- I tried very hard to combine a classic streak, a fitting prose, and some humor here, all in time-efficient minimalism to enjoy reading it on tablet, or smartphone kinda screens!
My efforts of restoring an `expired copyright´ work here cannot be worse than a flawed and outdated original has become. Also: Don’t complain about my supposed bad grammar, when I more fixed than 550 mistakes in the original manually & unpaid.