Shards of Betrayal
Chapter One
The night Harlem fell silent, I was standing on Lenox Avenue, coat open to the wind, watching a woman cross the street in heels too high for the weather or the hour...
She didn’t belong there. But neither did I.
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Shards of Betrayal
Chapter One
The night Harlem fell silent, I was standing on Lenox Avenue, coat open to the wind, watching a woman cross the street in heels too high for the weather or the hour...
She didn’t belong there. But neither did I.
THE HARLEM RENAISSANCE MYSTERIES
