the New York yellow cab as rain blurred the
e straight to the Pulitzer jury, to the
tled my life, using my name and reputation to ped
ed blame onto me, painting me as a corrupt public figure,
ely, my life, succumbing to a stress-induced heart attack in a
n my stomach-how could the child I rai
s taxi, on this very day, with the
on; it would be the first step in my meticulous pl