Chapter 8 - Stepping Inside The Fortified Lake Forest Iron Gates

Forty minutes later, the convoy turned off the highway and passed through towering wrought-iron gates guarded by armed patrolmen. The sprawling stone mansion looming ahead looked less like a home and more like a medieval fortress transplanted onto the windy shores of Lake Michigan.
Rain lashed against the grand double doors as bodyguards ushered us inside into a cavernous, marble-floored foyer lit by iron chandeliers. The air inside smelled of old paper, polished mahogany, and the faint, unmistakable scent of expensive whiskey and danger.
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