01 – Rex Morrison
“Rex Morrisonâ€
Rex’s hand shook as entered the warehouse. How many goons would be in there this time? A dozen? Even though he’d been through this countless times before, the cigarette never calmed his nerves, and the hazy smoke only gave away his position. He’d considered calling for backup, but if the commissioner found out he was here, he’d lose his badge. Again.
“Goddamnit,†thought Rex. “When did my life turn into such a cliché?â€
I thought it might be a good idea to go with something familiar to ease myself into this, so a here’s a little light noir* for now. A little pressed for time today, but looking forward to the other 29…!
* – yes, I realise ‘light noir’ is probably an oxymoron.