Two years later.
New York State, FCI Otisville. Known as a "white-collar prison," it housed many figures who had once commanded the winds and clouds, from Wall Street titans to politicians.
A heavy snow had just fallen. The world was a vast expanse of whiteness, so clean it was blinding.
I sat before the glass window in the visiting room.
Roman walked out. He had shorn off that domineering slicked
