A City Layered White
At half-past eight, Levi hopped into his cruiser to cater to the burning feeling within him. He’d never been one to believe in coincidences or to ignore his gut feeling.
After downing a quick cup of hot coffee, he kicked the cruiser into gear and started his patrol. He drove slowly as the sanitation department had only begun defrosting the streets. The morning was still cold and white, but he saw a stark black spot in the distance as he drove.