The rain in Marseille didn’t wash away the grit; it just turned the city into a darker shade of gray. Gu Minda, a man whose name was whispered in the shadows of the underworld, had just tasted freedom—not the kind granted by a judge, but the kind snatched from the high walls of a prison transport.
But the underworld is a mirror that only reflects greed. Rumors began to circulate, fueled by a police inspector named Blot—a man who hunted criminals with the patience of a spider. Blot leaked a story that Gu had turned informant to secure his escape.
Among the crew was Manouche, a woman from his past whose eyes held the weariness of a thousand restless nights, and Alban, a young gun whose ambition was a ticking time bomb.