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The heavy steel doors of the Velvet Lounge burst open, showering the dim interior with the blinding flash of police lights. Sergeant Carla Jenkins, her [more…]

I pushed open the door to Duke’s private office. The room was bathed in the dim, amber glow of emergency lighting, making the rich mahogany [more…]

The news of Alderman Williams’s execution spread like wildfire across the city. Sirens wailed in the distance, converging on the industrial zone. Every available patrol [more…]

The industrial warehouse on the Calumet River was a skeletal structure of rusted metal and broken windows, a stark contrast to the plush opulence of [more…]

Sergeant Carla Jenkins sat at a nondescript metal desk in a sterile conference room at the regional Internal Affairs headquarters on Michigan Avenue. The room [more…]

The penthouse was silent, bathed in the soft, cool glow of the Chicago skyline. Marcus moved through the expansive living room, his heart pounding a [more…]

Three blocks away, in the sickly yellow glow of an abandoned laundromat, Devonne dragged me in, shivering and soaked to the bone. The air was [more…]

The rain was coming down in sheets, turning 79th Street into a blurred watercolor of flashing red and blue lights. Tactical officers, indistinguishable in their [more…]

The Velvet Lounge was Duke’s private domain, a lavish den of mahogany and dim lighting. Marcus burst through the heavy office doors, the faint strains [more…]

The air in the auto repair shop in Englewood was thick with the smell of oil and burnt rubber. Devonne stood by a jacked-up sedan, [more…]