Nicholas’s POV

I took a plain sedan car I kept registered under a separate name for situations where I needed to move without being noticed.

I had set that up three years ago on instinct and the instinct had turned out to be worth it.

I drove myself to the address the PI had given me.

It was on the lower east side, a block of older buildings that had been there long enough to notice.

Heard from the PI it had small offices, narrow staircases, and the type of place where people ...