Long Island, The Gold Coast
Long Island, The Gold Coast
MacKenzie Martin rubbed her eyes, which were blurred from staring too long at her computer screen. The antique clock hanging behind her desk ticked away, and she could see the numbers reflected on the monitor. Ten minutes before eleven. It had been a really long day and she just wanted to be done with her work.
Rain tapped softly against the window. Kenzie couldn’t see any of Hampstead University’s campus through the darkened pane. It was unusually warm for the middle of December, warm enough that she’d trudged through icy rain rather than snow to get to the campus offices. Usually the campus would be buried in snowdrifts which was typical for Long Island this time of year. All she wanted to do now was get home, take a hot bath, li
