New year's only a few hours away, he could already feel it in his lungs. He lit a cigarette to banish the cold air, only to feel his numb fingers burning at the tip. He stared sightlessly into the black sky, wishing for a snowflake - even though he was only dressed for October. He tucked his clothes even tighter. He wanted to get into the car, but how would Nucky feel about that? Coming back from France - plus just missing Christmas - wasn't exactly good news to Nucky. Would he play...