Chapter 25ICE Headquarters (Immigration and Customs Enforcement), Buffalo, New York
Agent Douglas West pulled his collar up and held his hands over his frozen ears. He lowered his head and pushed forward against the fierce wind. Great time to come off vacation. He and his wife had returned two days previous from a two week holiday in the Bahamas. Feeling chilled to the bone was in sharp contrast to the hot, sun-filled days that had left a deep tan on his winter white skin. The roads were empty, save for vehicles abandoned by inept drivers and those involved in accidents that awaited tow trucks. All were buried in the snow drifts from the massive blizzard that hit their city yesterday. Even sand trucks had their hands full this morning as the temperatures had dropped overnight and the weat
