The Boiler at Sixty-Seven Wall
Sterling Van Cortlandt had not slept in seventeen days. This was not an estimate or a figure of speech. The ledger on his desk at Sixty-Seven Wall Street contained a column where he marked the hours, a habit acquired during the war years when sleep had been a luxury and vigilance a necessity. Four hundred and eight hours, each one checked off with a mark so small it required a magnifying glass...
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