Pain & Gain

Pain & Gain

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Eddie Walker is a private detective with more problems than clients. But when a glamorous stranger waltzes into his office and promises him a big payday, he's skeptical. The stranger, Freya Smith, works for Salve Ltd, the biggest pharmaceutical company in the world. Thanks to their wonder-drug, Bliss, no-one has to feel pain, providing they have the money of course. But now someone's stolen their secrets, and they want to pay Eddie a whole lot of money to find the perpetrator; A man from Eddie's past, David Stone. A man he watched die, seven years before. As Eddie tries to unravel what really happened, he finds himself drawn into a web of secrets and lies. After years of not feeling any pain, Eddie's about to discover that nothing hurts like the truth.
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