Chicago 1982 is a goldmine for the construction industry, and Eric and his two business partners are thriving. Once living as struggling orphans in a Catholic boys' home, they've overcome poverty and abuse to obtain success. Now living the lives they once only dreamed of, they're sure of one thing: they will never look back.<br><br>Then the past returns, by way of a cheap polyester suit and a smile Eric has never forgotten, and all the dark memories come crashing back. Lucky for him, Jimmy has no idea who Eric is, or who Eric used to be.

We Three Kings

Devin’s voice catches and suddenly I can’t think of anything but wrapping my arms around him and telling him everything’s going to all right. I want to be there so I can march up to the admitting desk and insist that they tell me what’s going on. They needme. I’m the guy that makes things happen. I’m the guy that takes control. They feel better when I’m doing it. And now they’re stuck in some godawful hospital and I can’t do a fucking thing to help either of them.


I try, anyway. “He’ll be fine, Dev. You can’t hurt somebody like Mark. He’s made of iron.”


Devin swallows so hard I can hear it over the phone line. “It took forever to get here. Traffic was sick. And I had to follow the stupid ambulance, and all I kept thinking was he’s gonna be dead by the time I get there. He’s just going to…be gone.”


“He can’t be gone, Eric. Hell can’t have him. It had us for long enough already. We can’t do it without him. Who will do the—”


Chapter 29