Midnight arrived with the sound of sixty-mile-per-hour winds slamming against the reinforced glass of the penthouse. Inside the living room, Alexander had moved the massive three-dimensional acrylic scale model of the Hudson Yards Spire onto the wide walnut drafting table he had relocated from the eighty-first floor. A dozen thick beeswax candles flickered in silver holders around the room, casting warm, dancing shadows over the architectural plans and the dark…
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