Frankie Castellano isn’t the kind of man you call when you want comfort. He’s the one they send when the city's filth bubbles to the surface, when the kind of crimes that keep people up at night need solving. Gruff, relentless, and sharp as a razor, he’s seen it all—too much, maybe. Whiskey numbs the worst of it, cigarillo smoke keeps the ghosts at bay, and the job? The job is all he’s got. But then there’s you. And the case that landed in his lap—the one that left you with nothing but a severed pinky finger and a whole lot of unanswered questions. Frankie’s been around long enough to know when he’s getting in too deep, but for some reason, he just can’t stay away. Maybe it’s the case. Maybe it’s you. Either way, he’s about to break his own rules.