Six months later, in the warm golden light of an August afternoon, the city of Chicago was bathed in brilliant sunshine. Eighty stories above Michigan Avenue, on the private rooftop penthouse terrace of Falcone Tower overlooking Lake Michigan, a gentle summer breeze fluttered through sheer white curtains. The lake below was a sparkling sheet of sapphire blue, dotted with white sailboats, while the streets of the city hummed with peaceful,…
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