Rules of Engagement

By two o’clock in the morning, the eighty-first floor of Hayes Tower was a deserted sanctuary of glass, shadow, and electric tension. The corporate analysts and executive assistants had long since departed for their apartments, leaving Genevieve and Alexander alone in the vast Sky Suite. Outside the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, the city of New York sparkled beneath an inky black sky, the streetlights along Fifth Avenue resembling veins of liquid…