Winter Legal Thriller Short Stories

A stalled train car, plunged into frigid twilight. Condensation freezes on the inside of the windows, trapping the dwindling body heat and rising panic of a handful of strangers.

The air inside the rattling commuter plane is thin and smells of burnt coffee and de-icing fluid. Outside, a landscape of blinding white snow and bruised-purple shadows stretches to a horizon that feels both infinite and suffocatingly close. The cold is a palpable presence, a pressure against the thin metal shell of the aircraft.