It's Monday and the commuter train is barreling through frigid Chicago suburban morning like a silver thermos, pounding diesel into miles and miles of...
The basement lodger comes packing precious metal. Plastic sheets of commemorative coins. Heavy bars in a duffle bag. Shiny wafers wrapped in thin velvet....
They stand in doorways and in corners, leaning against walls in practiced poses of authoritative nonchalance. Their hands are crossed at the wrist behind...
