
by LordOro_of_NonsenseMedia
Neo Japan, 2043. Avirous Racanelli buries his father alone on a Wisconsin hillside and discovers a hidden room full of weapons, a tape recorder, and a note that says: it's time we meet. His father's murder was too clean. Professional. The trail leads to Osaka — to B.I.M. manufacturing networks, a gangster who knows too much, and a Korean detective seven months out of jurisdiction. Three people who should never have met, looking at the same thing from different angles. The dead don't leave trails. The murdered do.
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