“He lay there…. He lay there on the pavement. His body in an odd.. abnormal position. I told myself that he was okay. That he was fine. But somewhere within the frantic mess that was my mind I realized that he wasn’t okay. Because anyone who had blood oozing from their head and was splattered all over the pavement definitely was not okay. But do you know what told me that Freddy was gone? Do you know what told me he was dead? It was his eyes. It was the way they stared back at me... lifeless.” William was young. Maybe way too young to see and deal with the scary side of New York City on a daily basis. But being a cop didn’t give him the option of living oblivious to the city’s problems. Despite how young William was he knew there was something unusual about the number of people jumping off the abandoned building on 54th street. But no one else seems to be worried about it, and it seems to be up to William, and Sally the optimist, nosey journalist, to figure out why these people are jumping off. ChickLit #648 Mystery / Thriller #934