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Chapter 9 - THE EVENING PEACEAs dusk settled over the Chicago River, painting the water in brilliant hues of gold and copper, I walked out onto the private balcony of my new penthouse office.

The city stretched out beneath me, vast, powerful, and completely open.

No locked doors. No ticking clocks. No fear.

Just the quiet, unshakable strength of a woman who had taken her life back.

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