Chapter 8
New York, Manhattan.
The cold December wind, mixed with icy snow, swept across Seventh Avenue like a knife.
I sat in the back of a bulletproof Maybach SUV, watching the New York streetscape rush by outside the window. The convoy was smoothly heading towards the Hilton Hotel, where the nati...
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