Las Vegas, 1977. The Mafia thinks they own the Strip. They are just feeding the machine. The Italian mob believes they are the apex predators of Sin City. They manage the skim, control the casinos, and peddle flesh to the high rollers at the Tropicana. But they are completely unaware they are functioning as middle-management for a much darker architecture. When the discarded assets of the casino floors begin piling up in the desert, Silas Meadows and Benny Dross are dragged into the circuitry beneath the neon. Forced to look past the hypnotic carpets and the ground-level violence of the mob, they discover a massive, occult grid of copper wire and shattered vacuum tubes designed by the architect Damien Faust. The casinos are not businesses. They are analog machinery built for a single purpose: to siphon the spiritual spark from human suffering. The showgirls and gamblers are merely biological hardware, driven to the breaking point to keep the neon burning. Trapped between the brutal enforcers of the 1970s underworld and the terrifying, biomechanical reality of Faust's harvesting grid, Silas and Benny must navigate a city that is not just a destination. It is a monster hiding in plain sight. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0GTG3F9MB
