The music from the grand ballroom of the Petit Palais drifted out into the semi-enclosed peristyle garden, sounding muted and distant, like a memory fading under a heavy blanket of snow.

The central courtyard was a sanctuary of classical architecture, its s

While Daniel was chasing ghosts in the courtyard of the Petit Palais, Victoria Davenport was in the ladies' vanity room, trying to patch up her crumbling reality.

She stared at her reflection in the gilded mirror, furiously applying a layer of red lipstick.

He

By the time the private jet landed at Teterboro Airport in New York, the winter storm had coated the city in a thick layer of black ice.

Daniel Sterling sat in the back of his armored Escalade, staring out the window at the bleak, gray skyline.

He hadn't slept in se