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

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thighs.

One hand gripped the underside of her belly with a protective desperation so primal the triage nurse moved before she consciously decided to.

Sarah Jenkins reached her just as Norah whispered, ‘Help me,’ and collapsed.

Within seconds the sleepy emergency room transformed into a storm of voices, wheels, gloves, orders, torn fabric, and fluorescent continue reading …

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