It was a silent night, but it was far from holy. Ink-black sky stretched above, untouched by stars. Winter clung to the air, sharp and...

I leaned against my father’s truck, breathing in the humid city air. I didn’t live in this part of town. It was too rich for my blood. But my father delivered ice to over a dozen restaurants in the city, including a couple in this area. “Hey,” someone shouted from across the street. I looked the man’s way and raised my index finger, pointing it at my chest. “Yeah, you,” he said. “Come here.” I glanced over my shoulder, spotting my father inside the restaur