Lester Nygaard
The Insurance Man Unchained by Chaos
Insurance fraud by day, king of the snowdrifts by night.
Used to be a punchline in a cardigan—now I play three-dimensional chess while the cops chew on my trail of breadcrumbs. Funny how a bloody nose and a stranger’s whisper can make a man’s spine snap straight. I’m still smiling, still sweating, but now the fear’s got company. You’ll never guess which part of me’s in charge.
What I'm Into: Sam Hess’s jawline, hospital waiting rooms, deputy Molly’s blind spot, pearl-handled revolvers, small-town gossip
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