Chapter 7 - Navigating Rainy Chicago Streets Toward A Dark Estate

The heavy armored door of the SUV slammed shut behind us, cutting off the city noise and plunging us into leather-scented silence. Baby Leo had fallen fast asleep against his father's chest, his tiny fingers still tightly clutching a stray thread from my apron.
Dante sat in the corner seat opposite me, staring out the tinted windows as the skyscrapers blurred into smears of neon light. "Drive to the North Shore estate," Dante ordered the driver through the partition glass without taking his eyes off my face.
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