The day started the same as any other in this town.
Hot, dry, too bright, and hot.
It looked to be a slow day, which was fine by me.
I had just collared a guy money laundering for the mob, and it had been a long night.
My phone rang, and it was my captain, Delilah Vaughn Turing.
She had a hot case and needed me on it ASAP.
Interpol is tracking a guy, and their intel says he's in town for some conference.
This is a standard pickup.
Oh.
Make sure to gather any belongings he has with him.
I'm sending you the case information.
Oh.
And it's his birthday today.
Don't screw this up.
I was heading to Caesar's Palace, to something called DevCon.
Never heard of it.
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