Just a Job | DISCONTINUED |

Just a Job | DISCONTINUED |

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As a private investigator, Wilbur Soot has had a lot of potential clients walk into his office. Many walk away, as his prices are too high for them to afford. When a young boy walks into his office, he is intrigued. The boy was in a ratty white and red T-shirt and torn up pants, he couldn't be more than six. Reminded Wilbur a little too much of himself when he was younger. The boy places a few coins and some buttons in Wilbur's hand. His older brother had gone missing. Wilbur stared at the boy's sad-looking eyes. How could he say no? It wasn't too long ago when he was in the same situation. Wilbur gives the coins and buttons back to the child, along with a small wad of cash. He agrees to find his brother, letting the kid stay at his office while he begins the hunt, scouring the internet, looking for any signs of the boy's disappearance. The clues lead him to a reclusive casino owner with a "devil-may-care" attitude. But something is off. It's just too neat when all fingers point to him. However, Wilbur can't help but question his motives as he finds himself drawn to the casino owner in ways he's never felt before. Can he put aside his own desires to find out if he's really the reason for the boy's brother's disappearance, or will his passion get in the way of doing his job? cover art is @cyani07 on twitter
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