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The sample arrived on a Tuesday in early November, wrapped in brown paper and sealed with wax. I found it on my desk at the office -- tucked beneath a stack of insurance ledgers that I had spent the morning calculating premiums for men twice my age.
I should have known who sent it. Margaret had been watching me for weeks.
She was the scullery...
The Scout
The office was on the forty-second floor of a building in Midtown that cost more per square foot...
Blue Note Blues
ACT I: THE BLUE NOTE
The piano was the first thing to go cold. Not physically -- the keys were...
The Forest of Empire
London, 1878
The fog in London does not obscure. It reveals. It strips the world of its color and...
The 7 train rattled over the express tracks like a train over express tracks—loud, inevitable, and going somewhere that Danny Chen had not yet decided he wanted to be.
At twenty-six, Danny had spent most of his life on that train. He had ridden it from Flushing to...