The Carter Flint Chronicles: The case with the necrophilia
The Carter Flint Chronicles: The Case With The Necrophilia
A hard-boiled descent into the darkest depths of power, corruption, and human depravity.
The rain never stops in Dephne, a city rotting from the inside out, where the rich feast on the powerless and the law is just another commodity for sale. Carter Flint, a grizzled private investigator with a past paved in cigarette ash and regret, knows the game all too well. The Lonely Loon, his haunt and sanctuary, is where the desperate go to drink their sins away, and where secrets slip through the cracks like spilled whiskey.
But this case? This is something else.
It starts with a nervous man in a cheap suit, a worn briefcase clutched like a life preserver. A whisper of something unspeakable happening at the city morgue. Bodies being... used. Not just dead, but desecrated. Sold. Made into art for the elite. And the deeper Flint digs, the more monstrous the truth becomes.
What begins as a lurid rumor spirals into a nightmare of the ultra-wealthy indulging in perversions beyond imagination-dark rituals, grotesque performances, and a conspiracy that stretches into the highest echelons of Dephne's ruling class. The cops won't touch it. The media won't whisper a word. Even the criminals are terrified.
But Flint? Flint's got nothing left to lose.
With his only allies-Harvey, his sharp-tongued bartender friend at The Lonely Loon, and a handful of the city's most broken but dangerous misfits-Flint embarks on a brutal hunt for the truth. He smokes hand-rolled Yellow Apple Cigarettes, the only thing dirtier than the city itself, and follows the trail of blood and deception straight into the abyss.
In the tradition of Sin City and True Detective, The Carter Flint Chronicles is a whiskey-drenched, blood-soaked plunge into the filth of society's underbelly. Graphic, unflinching, and unapologetically hard-boiled, this case will push Flint beyond his limits-because in Dephne, the dead don't rest, and the rich don't play fair.
This is a world where justice is bought in ounces of flesh, and the only way out is through.
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