The Compound That Burns Without Flame
The trouble began with a misheard name, which was fitting because everything in Vincent Moretti's life had begun with a misunderstanding—his birth in a tenement on the Near South Side that his mother had mistaken for a respectable boarding house, his entry into the liquor trade that he had mistaken for a temporary arrangement, and The Azure Room itself, the finest speakeasy in Chicago, which he...
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