‘It is murder and mayhem’
At predawn I slither into an all but empty Starbucks and open my laptop while buying my meal for the day: coffee and an egg sandwich. I plugged in the code and the wifi clinks in. ‘You won’t want to see that’ the pallid teenaged boy behind the counter told me. ‘Why?’ I asked. I watch the news on my laptop. ‘It is murder and mayhem’ he replies.