Nobody’s prefect

Patrick Duvane, mid-40s, handsome and fit, head of the secretive and powerful quasi-religion, The Order.

What’s really going on behind the heavy wooden doors of his group’s multi-million-dollar Hollywood estate? Is Prefect Duvane behind a campaign to derail Mayor Russell Napolitano’s subway project through sabotage and murder? That’s what Napolitano shows up to find out.

Our most recent contributor, David Benullo has introduced us to Duvane, memorably characterized him in only a few words, and set him up as a worthy adversary to the mayor. But it still remains for us to reveal the true essence of Duvane's character and the depth of his conflict with Napolitano.

Our next deadline is tomorrow at midnight. I can’t wait to see how you proceed.

Incidentally, film buffs will recognize the hed on this item as a play on one of the great last lines in movie history. The original two-word closing was co-written by an industry giant (although he has credited his partner with actually coming up with the line), who worked masterfully across many genres, co-writing and directing at least three film noir classics that I’m aware of.

If you want to learn a little something about noir, this guy is a good place to start.

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