Winter Crime Procedural Short Stories

Neo-Québec is locked in the Great Whiteout, a synthetic blizzard of data-flakes that blankets the city in a beautiful, lethal silence. Neon signs bleed through the digital snow, casting long, distorted shadows over frozen streets and the monolithic architecture of the cryo-district. The air hums with the low frequency of massive cooling systems and the constant, whisper-quiet fall of erasing code.

The oppressive silence of a vast, frozen Ontario lake under a steel-grey sky. The air is sharp with the scent of pine and the metallic cold, a landscape that mirrors the protagonist's internal emotional state of isolation and grief.