“You put them in your car and you drive south.”

“You never look back at Chicago.”

“And in exchange, my network continues to run.”

I felt the cold draft from the harbor seep through the cracks in the cabin door.

The smell of diesel fuel and wet lake water hung heavy in the air.

“And the children downstairs?” I asked.

“The ones Eli told me about.”

Kane’s expression did not change.

“They are already spoken for, Dante.”

“They are the cost of doing business.”

“You are a mafia boss.”

“Do not pretend you have a conscience now.”

“We both profit from the shadow of this city.”

“We are not the same,” I said.

“I don’t sell children, Kane.”

“No,” Kane said, leaning forward.

“You just sell the poison that destroys their neighborhoods.”

“Don’t play the saint with me.”

He tapped his silver watch.

“You have two minutes.”

“If I do not press this button to call off Vance, the raid begins.”

“They will find your sister here.”

“They will find the weapons in your truck.”

“By tomorrow morning, the Moretti name will be ruined.”