The end of January is the beginning of what I always call the coldest month in the year around even though people would defy me and pick December. But February is that month where it's freezing every single day, three to four inches of snow deep into the ice.
As always New York was at it's highest peak of snow without forgetting Washington DC where it was way worse than New York. The snow led to road blockages, flights being cancelled, schools closed and hence by that it also meant the secret services Johnathan sent to steal the Cross were still stranded somewhere.
I had placed a tiny tracker on the Cross and Abraham knew how to locate it. "It's not home sir, they took it" he told me looking at his tablet closely. I asked him where it was and he told me somewhere in the country of New York and that's because the flights were cancelled from and to Washington because of the snow.