Chapter 12

The next morning, Lower Manhattan was shrouded in a layer of gray, misty rain.

Hawk Capital's offices were located on the 50th floor of 40 Wall Street. Usually, at this hour, the space would be filled with the adrenaline-fueled noise of money in motion—the clatter of keyboards, the shouting of traders, the ringing of telephones.

But today, it was as quiet as a morgue.

Alex Hawk sat behind his mass