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

then at him.

‘Did they frighten me enough, Arthur?’

His expression barely shifted.

‘You don’t understand what you took.’

‘You opened the door.’

His jaw tightened.

‘It was supposed to be controlled.’

That sentence hung in the room like poison.

‘Controlled,’ she repeated.

‘I needed the card back,’ he said.

‘Vale was already asking questions.

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