The Iron Pearl
The rain in Chicago doesn't wash sins away. It just makes them slicker. Thomas Murphy knew this better than most. At twenty-four, he had already learned that the city's streets were rivers of something darker than water, and that the men who walked them carried secrets heavy enough to drown in. He worked for the Chicago Herald as a cub reporter, which meant he got the stories no one else...
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