The autumn sunrise over Lower Manhattan broke in cold, pale shades of platinum and slate, casting long, sharp shadows across the narrow cobblestone canyons of the Financial District. The city was waking to an eerie, tense stillness; news of the midnight arrests on the Taconic Parkway had already leaked to financial trading desks, and by eight in the morning, Liberty Street was completely sealed. A fleet of eight black armored…
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