Chapter ThirteenAfter a few blocks, he finally arrived at a walk-up in Brooklyn. Most of the buildings on this block stopped at five floors or less. This one towered above them — a walk-up until around floor eight, then stretching up another eight floors. He pressed the call bell and waved at the security camera lodged in the corner of the outside awning. The door buzzed as it unlocked.
He climbed the stairs to the fourth floor. The floors he went by all looked the same — a long hall with a chipped, tile floor giving access to five apartments, each designated by a door painted brown with shiny, stick-on numbers.
On the fourth floor, he knocked on Room 2. Octavia opened and put out her hand. “You have the black book?”
Nathan held the book up so she could see it, but he did not hand it ov
