Should Hank report the murder he has just witnessed? If he does, will the Mafia kill him, too? Dawn is still a few cold hours away. Hank must keep moving to stay warm. He paces back and forth along the sidewalk. Fear squeezes his chest. What to do? If only he were safely back in Canada in his own small village. He was a fool. He should never have let his buddies talk him into this crazy plan-- coming to New York City to sell Christmas trees. But he's here -- and he could be dead by Christmas.
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