*Michael*
I felt New York City's oppressive air even before we landed. Not that I didn't like the city, but after spending time in the open, tropical air, the concrete ocean was stifling. It was also raining, and a light fog hung suspended over the towering buildings.
A car was already waiting for me at the landing strip, and before long, we were stuck in the usual city traffic. I was heading straight to Bruce's apartment and then back to the airport.
I knew Shelby was in good hands back at the hotel, but I wanted to get back to her as soon as possible.
Bruce's apartment was in a cozy Brooklyn neighborhood, though there was no elevator in it. I made a mental note to offer him a place at one of my buildings downtown, rent-free, of course. He'd need the rest while he recovered from his
