Bunraku

…I close my eyes—and I see her again, as vividly as in real life. Tormented. Cold. Like a broken porcelain doll. She drove me mad.
She is my curse. A demon of city labyrinths.
And still… still… still I am grateful to her. She made me
think about the main question. She burned it into my subconscious.
I’m Detective Sergeant Gray Shelby. I’m tired. I’m freezing. I’m practically
half-beaten.
But I will still find the answer to the main question.
I’ll find out who they are—the owners of my new world.