In New York City, there is little sense and no rules. Those who fly the highest often come crashing down the hardest — like successful young Glenn Holtzmann, randomly blown away by a deranged derelict at a corner phone booth on Eleventh Avenue. Unlicensed P.I Matt Scudder thinks Holtzmann was simply in the wrong place at the worst time. Others think differently — like Thomas Sadecki, brother of...