Black Is the Night ePub
THE TRUTH LIES IN THE WORLD HE INHABITS––SOMEWHERE, SOMEWHEN
For every detective, a mystery means something to solve. In the mind of a detective, there's a reason for everything: All mysteries, at their core, make sense only when you get to the bottom of them—from their very beginning, their explanation becomes a simple cause and effect.
For Ace Shades, his entire life is a mystery. His past is a darkened cloud, a faded memory left only with flashes of a hazy life. His old life, as he remembers it, outside of being a detective, remains a contradiction. Fragmented pieces of a puzzle, remembered differently with each telling. Time spent alone, wandering, stumbling through dark alleyways. Always hungry, always searching for something, never with respite outside himself. The homeless years are the most prominent in his mind: When he searched for a place to rest and found nowhere. Nowhere to get better. Nowhere outside the asylum years: Unsatisfied, always searching for a way out. All these memories intermingled, adjoining with one another, make the years and moments he had, however different from one another, hard to tell apart.
But of course he's not crazy—just why would you assume that?
THE TRUTH LIES IN THE WORLD HE INHABITS––SOMEWHERE, SOMEWHEN
For every detective, a mystery means something to solve. In the mind of a detective, there's a reason for everything: All mysteries, at their core, make sense only when you get to the bottom of them—from their very beginning, their explanation becomes a simple cause and effect.
For Ace Shades, his entire life is a mystery. His past is a darkened cloud, a faded memory left only with flashes of a hazy life. His old life, as he remembers it, outside of being a detective, remains a contradiction. Fragmented pieces of a puzzle, remembered differently with each telling. Time spent alone, wandering, stumbling through dark alleyways. Always hungry, always searching for something, never with respite outside himself. The homeless years are the most prominent in his mind: When he searched for a place to rest and found nowhere. Nowhere to get better. Nowhere outside the asylum years: Unsatisfied, always searching for a way out. All these memories intermingled, adjoining with one another, make the years and moments he had, however different from one another, hard to tell apart.
But of course he's not crazy—just why would you assume that?
THE TRUTH LIES IN THE WORLD HE INHABITS––SOMEWHERE, SOMEWHEN
For every detective, a mystery means something to solve. In the mind of a detective, there's a reason for everything: All mysteries, at their core, make sense only when you get to the bottom of them—from their very beginning, their explanation becomes a simple cause and effect.
For Ace Shades, his entire life is a mystery. His past is a darkened cloud, a faded memory left only with flashes of a hazy life. His old life, as he remembers it, outside of being a detective, remains a contradiction. Fragmented pieces of a puzzle, remembered differently with each telling. Time spent alone, wandering, stumbling through dark alleyways. Always hungry, always searching for something, never with respite outside himself. The homeless years are the most prominent in his mind: When he searched for a place to rest and found nowhere. Nowhere to get better. Nowhere outside the asylum years: Unsatisfied, always searching for a way out. All these memories intermingled, adjoining with one another, make the years and moments he had, however different from one another, hard to tell apart.
But of course he's not crazy—just why would you assume that?
THE SEQUEL NO ONE ASKED FOR
When a new case is thrust upon Shades, the self-proclaimed–along with the help of his trusted friends and colleagues–embarks on a journey unlike any other he's faced before (customary, of course, for the life of a detective), where he must confront his inner demons and the past he chose to leave behind. A past he cannot escape, no matter which direction he turns.
Because one way or another, the past always has a way of catching up to you.