Evening — Tyrone’s Private Dining Room Tyrone’s penthouse dining room was dark and sumptuous: a long ebony table…
The soft hum of jazz drifted through the penthouse as the sun dipped toward evening. Gold and rose…
The city slept beneath them. The skyline was a sea of lights, shimmering through the floor-to-ceiling windows of…
The soft click of the door closing echoed like a gunshot in Daniel’s ears. His fingers lingered on the handle…
The rain tapped softly against the tall glass windows of Tyrone’s penthouse office the following evening. The city…