“CHIVALRY AIN’T DEAD… BUT IN THIS CITY, IT’S UGLY, MEAN… AND BLEEDING OUT IN A BACK ALLEY.”
In 1948, the world’s gone to hell. The Soviets own Europe, and America’s a puppet state, its cities crawling with corruption, fear, and a few still clinging to a lost world.
John Devel’s a man out of place—too broken by war to fit in, too stubborn to give up. A cane-wielding ex-soldier turned detective, he’s stuck working dead-end cases in a city that’s long forgotten what justice looks like.
When a woman turns up dead near an outlawed dockside nightclub, it seems like just another casualty in the war for the scraps of the old world. But something doesn’t sit right when John talks to Ava Hammond, the club’s singer and bartender. Ava didn’t just witness the murder—she was supposed to be the one in the morgue.
Someone powerful wants her dead. And they’ll make sure John pays if he gets in their way.
Now, he’s in the thick of a conspiracy that runs deeper than the city’s muck. With the Reds breathing down his neck and enemies on every corner, John’s got one shot at survival: protect Ava, get answers, and pray he doesn’t end up just another body in the street.
In a city where trust is a dying thing and every alley’s a dead end, survival’s a game—and in this world, everyone’s got something to lose.