✍ Scribed by Fernando Trujillo
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
El caso más excepcional de Londres comienza cuando dos hombres luchan hasta la muerte. Uno es rubio, de ojos azules y viste de blanco; el otro es moreno, de ojos oscuros y viste de negro. Por lo demás, son físicamente idénticos. Para rizar el rizo sus apellidos son White y Black respectivamente, en consonancia con el color de sus trajes.
Dos policías se encargarán de investigar las insólitas coincidencias. Uno es un tipo solitario, atormentado por un accidente de tráfico del que salió milagrosamente con vida; el otro es su amigo incondicional que siempre intenta sacarle una sonrisa. Pronto descubrirán que los dos bandos están combatiendo por toda la ciudad y no es la primera vez que sucede.
Y en el epicentro, una extravagante pareja formada por un anciano de ojos color violeta y un niño de 10 años, que tienen la desesperante manía de no hablar con nadie excepto entre ellos dos.
Nada es como debería ser. No todo es blanco o negro.
Library : Fantasy
Formats : EPUB
ISBN : 9781456525880
Mystery
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