I didn't see him for the next two weeks.
June was burning bright, summer's heat swarming Chicago.
Longingly, I looked out the window.
Luciano ordered his men to never, under any circumstances, allow me to leave this house.
I know that, because every time I tried, they'd repeat the same words verbatim.
Deena disappeared, but I wouldn't know where. Whenever I ask, I'm told that I don't have a high enough clearance for that answer.
My bones ached from being so sedentary for so long.
I'd memorized the shift changes, and I knew every guard by now.
I never forget.
I never forget anything.
I knew there was a shift change in which I'd have a thirty second window to dash away.
My eyes flickered to the clock.
It was the third shift change, so they wouldn't look in my room.
Timing it jus
