City of Dreams
a novel
Chapter One
Alex Hunter stepped out of the yellow cab and into the heat-flash
that bounced off the pavement. It was 10:45 A.M. He'd been in the
city less than thirty minutes, and already his head was pounding.
Sweat trickled down his collar and seeped into his shirt; he felt as
if he were swimming inside his uniform. Just what I need, he
thought grimly, a September heat wave in one of the dirtiest, most
crowded cities on earth.
New York, New York-so great they named it twice. Yeah,
right, he thought. Probably, they just couldn't believe it the first
time.
Hunter hadn't asked for this assignment. It had been dumped
on him from a great height. Smacking the heads of rabid radicals
was not his idea of a good time, and besides, it was a waste of
his considerable talents. What am I doing here? he wondered as
he gazed up at the ICON tower ... read full excerpt from City of Dreams ebook
