The Blind Track
The Blind Track Chicago rain doesn't fall. It hangs in the air like a question you're afraid to answer, and when it does come down, it comes down on everything equally—the rich man's Cadillac and the poor man's cardboard box, the cop's badge and the thief's switchblade, the dog who can't see and the man who sees too much. Mac found him behind a closed butcher shop on South Canal Street. The dog...
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