It was like a dream becoming real out of the mist, I thought. But yet, I couldn’t help thinking, here we were, entering Chicago the dangerous way, the stealthy way—as fugitives, not holiday-makers as I’d always hoped.
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The thing was, I knew that our past had not necessarily been left behind. Could this be real for long? I found myself wondering: No one here knows … what we’re running from, or maybe they’d see us nothing but harbingers of Trouble coming to their doorstep.
As we passed by, I could see an older factory technician climbing up on a fire-escape, opening the vents of a brick factory. He cast a glance toward us, without a clue what we had just come through, or that we were fugitives from Owens’ Law.
The quiet town, I decided, wasn’t exactly welcoming—just unsuspecting, unwitting.
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I was pretty unsuspecting.
“Come on — there’s a documentary playing that you might like,” my Mum called across the house. At least, that’s probably what she said — it’s hard to remember, that was all the way back in 2010/11. I had no idea that sitting down to that PBS documentary on Chicago’s fascinating history would spur a multi-decade labor of love: a Jazz-Era suspense duology. I hope it opens up a whole new world for you, as it did me.

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