The Man with No Price
The rain hadn't stopped for three days. It fell on Chicago like it had a personal grudge, steady and cold and indifferent to anyone who had to walk through it. Frank Malone walked through it anyway, because there was nowhere else to go.Five years in Stateville had done things to him. Not physical things—he was still big, still strong, still the kind of man people moved out of the way of on the...
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