Chapter FifteenThe Two Hour Window
The Westin Hotel at Grand Central Station was another of the most prestigious hotels in NYC. Ken Stevenson greatly enjoyed participating in these luxuries during these meetups. Only it was tempered by the gravity of the situations that required such discussions to take place.
“I am raising the bounty to $14 million,” the Thinker announced as he paced before the full-length windows providing a panoramic view of midtown Manhattan. “I want you to spread the word far and wide. All we need is enough information to pinpoint this individual. Any hint or clue that allows us to find closure will earn anyone — anyone — fourteen million dollars.”
“Listen, my man, anyone in East Harlem or anywhere in Manhattan would've given the mofo up for seven mil,” Ken assured
