Chapter 1: The Tomato Bisque The steam rising from the bowl of tomato bisque smelled of basil, cream, and impending doom. I sat…
Chapter 1: The Tomato Bisque The steam rising from the bowl of tomato bisque smelled of basil, cream, and impending doom. I sat…
Chapter 1: The Transaction The mimosa in my hand was lukewarm, but I didn’t care. I was sitting across from Julian Thorne, the…
Chapter 1: The Transaction The mimosa in my hand was lukewarm, but I didn’t care. I was sitting across from Julian Thorne, the…
Chapter 1: The Winter Palace The driveway to the Sterling estate in Greenwich, Connecticut, was not designed for a 2015 Toyota Camry. It…
Chapter 1: The Winter Palace The driveway to the Sterling estate in Greenwich, Connecticut, was not designed for a 2015 Toyota Camry. It…
Chapter 1: The Whiteout The wind howled like a wounded animal, rattling the thin windowpanes of the small cottage. Outside, the world had…
Chapter 1: The Invitation The invitation was heavy, printed on cream-colored cardstock with gold leaf lettering that caught the light of the setting…
Chapter 1: The Final Boarding Call The air in JFK’s Terminal 4 was thick with the scent of stale coffee and anxiety. Outside…
Chapter 1: The Summoning It was 8:30 PM on a Tuesday when my phone rang. I was sitting in my favorite armchair in…