Chapter8
New York’s first snow fell harder and faster than in previous years. By dusk, it had escalated into a massive blizzard, swallowing the entire city.
I sat in the back of the Maybach heading toward JFK Airport. The cabin was dead silent, completely insulated from the howling wind outside. On the tab...
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