His latest case wasn't about a missing person or a cheating spouse. It was about a shadow.
"Everyone exists, Elisa," Hector muttered, reaching for his worn copy of The Long Goodbye . "They just leave different kinds of footprints." BelascoarГЎn PI
The man finally looked at him. His eyes were flat, like polished stone. "What do you want, Hector? I’m just a man cleaning up the past." His latest case wasn't about a missing person
"That’s the problem," Hector said, his hand tightening on the grip of his pistol. "The past doesn't like being cleaned. It wants to be remembered." " Hector muttered