Chapter 14

New York, 2018. Did the cat eat your tongue, sugar?

The night had fallen fast bringing out so many stars above my head I thought I could touch them with my fingertips, unfortunately, I didn’t have time to express my admiration for them since I had to focus on the task ahead of me, but I was glad for them tonight, they would help me as my sight when I had to turn my headlights off and became a ghost.

I was heading up to Peekskill following the Hudson River on Route 9, the...