A Letter Delivered to the Wrong Door
The letter arrived on a Tuesday, which was the day Vinny Marchetti's luck ran out. It came in the hands of a boy, a skinny Irish kid with dirt on his collar and eyes that had seen too much of Halsted Street and not enough of anything else. The boy shoved the envelope under the door of Marchetti's Import Company — which was really a front for the biggest rum-running operation south of the Loop —...
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