Series: When my boss, Victor Kroll, learned I had stage II lymphoma, he didn't offer sick leave.

Gabriel sat across from me, a legal pad filled with figures spread on his desk. The restructuring of Kroll Maritime was well underway, its illicit [more…]

Nine days after the dockhouse collapse, a chilly, damp dawn broke over Pier 9. The air smelled of salt and diesel. I sat at a [more…]