At 11 PM, a Teacher Brought a Bleeding Child to a Stranger—He Was Chicago’s Consigliere JJ
The doorbell rang at 11:47 p.m. and Marco Duca knew before opening it that someone’s world was ending. Nobody knocked on his door in Lincoln Park at this hour unless they were desperate, stupid, or both. He’d been going through contracts in his study, the kind that never saw courtrooms, the kind that kept Chicago’s…
