CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
Somewhere in New York City …
Triplet pulled his collar up a little closer around his neck as a fiercely cold November wind blew through just then. As much as Triplet liked New York City, there were times when he wished the weather could be more like Texas. Today was one of those days: Raining all day long, with freezing temperatures that threatened to turn the city’s many streets and sidewalks into frozen death traps for the unwary. Even someone like him, who was always careful when walking on ice, could easily slip and c***k his skull on the pavement if he wasn’t careful.
Maybe I should start wearing a helmet now, Triplet thought as a bicyclist went zipping past him, forcing several pedestrians to jump out of the way and causing several cars to honk angrily. That way
