The Dead Spot
In the glass-and-steel canyons of lower Manhattan, where every square inch of asphalt is calculated for maximum profit, the "zombie car" was a mathematical error. It was a rusted 1990s sedan, a smudge of brown on a sea of black, parked in a prime spot right in front of the la Place Vendôme-inspired headquarters of a global hedge fund. Sarah was a "fixer." Her job was to make inconveniences...
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