"It was a typical Friday night. The traffic in the city was a sea of red. The rain was a steady drum-beat on the prowl car's windshield. Half the streetlights in the Tenderloin were dead or dim flickers. My partner was off for the weekend, baying at the moon. And I had to arrest the Dragon."
"It was a typical Friday night. The traffic in the city was a sea of red. The rain was a steady drum-beat on the prowl car's windshield. Half the streetlights in the Tenderloin were dead or dim flickers. My partner was off for the weekend, baying at the moon. And I had to arrest the Dragon."