Page 117 of The Cost of Silence

Goal: scare me off story.

Apartment attack.

Same guy. Orders escalated: “Make it personal.”

Goal: beat me into silence or out of New York completely.

Result: Nico intervenes. Oleg taken, interrogated.

Names dropped: Orlov. “Uncle.”

Nico tells me part of it. Not all. I know that. I let it go, for now.

Thanksgiving peace.

Too calm. The eye of the storm.

Today: “delivery” + false alarm + rat + my own words thrown back at me.