The Silent Strategy
THE GUESTS The rain in Chicago didn't fall so much as hang in the air, a fine gray mist that soaked through everything without the courtesy of being dramatic about it. Jack Callahan liked it that way. Rain that was dramatic was rain you could use—romantic, melancholic, cinematic. This rain was just damp, and Jack liked damp. Damp was honest. His "business" occupied the basement of a building on...
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