Bogart Vol 01 No 01 (2026)

"I’m looking for something that doesn't want to be found," she whispered, her voice like sandpaper on silk.

He turned away from the plane and walked back into the shadows of the city. He had a drink to catch up on, and a new story to write in the next volume of his life.

As the sun began to rise over the Mediterranean, Bogart stood on the tarmac, watching the fox and her sister board a plane to Lisbon. He knew he’d never see her again, but that was the life he chose. Bogart Vol 01 No 01

The door creaked open, and in walked a fox—not a metaphorical one, but a literal, red-furred fox in a trench coat. She was looking for her sister, and Bogart, ever the gentleman, called her beautiful and took the case.

He eventually found himself at the docks, where the fog was thick enough to carve. There, he met a man named Roy "Mad Dog" Earle, a gangster who looked like he’d seen better days. "I’m looking for something that doesn't want to

He started his investigation the only way he knew how—by finding the nearest bad guy and punching him in the face. It didn't matter if the guy knew anything; in Bogart's world, everyone was guilty of something.

"You're late, Bogart," Roy growled, flicking a cigarette into the dark water. As the sun began to rise over the

"Goodbye, kid," he muttered to himself, echoing a ghost from a past he could never quite shake. "Hurry back".