The night hung heavy over the city, a shroud of darkness that cloaked the streets in an air of mystery and intrigue. In the heart of downtown, the lights of the bustling metropolis flickered and danced against the velvet sky, casting long shadows across the landscape below.
Ned Hillsdale stood alone in the dimly lit living room of Stacy's apartment, his mind racing with a thousand thoughts and questions as he stared down at the letter clutched tightly in his hand. The words stared back at him, stark and ominous in their simplicity, a cryptic message that left him with more questions than answers.
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Ned Hillsdale and the Veil of Shadows | Ned Hillsdale, Private Detective podcast - Listen or read transcript on Metacast
