The Secret Card in Her Purse Exposed Chicago’s Darkest Night

At the bottom sat a folder labeled ST. JUDE.

Dante’s gaze lifted slowly from the screen.

Norah had not brought danger into the hospital.

It had been waiting there.

‘Clear the floor,’ he said.

Norah made a raw sound and caught his sleeve. ‘Not security.’ Her voice was paper-thin, but urgent. ‘Arthur bought continue reading …