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Chapters (35)
  1. Praise for Every Stolen Breath
  2. Chapter 1
  3. Chapter 2
  4. Chapter 3
  5. Chapter 4
  6. Chapter 5
  7. Chapter 6
  8. Chapter 7
  9. Chapter 8
  10. Chapter 9
  11. Chapter 10
  12. Chapter 11
  13. Chapter 12
  14. Chapter 13
  15. Chapter 14
  16. Chapter 15
  17. Chapter 16
  18. Chapter 17
  19. Chapter 18
  20. Chapter 19
  21. Chapter 20
  22. Chapter 21
  23. Chapter 22
  24. Chapter 23
  25. Chapter 24
  26. Chapter 25
  27. Chapter 26
  28. Chapter 27
  29. Chapter 28
  30. Chapter 29
  31. Chapter 30
  32. Chapter 31
  33. Chapter 32
  34. Acknowledgments
  35. About the Author

A split screen shows newscaster Gregory Irwin and Emi side by side with the little banner in the bottom right corner promoting the CNN logo. Emi’s about to say something ludicrous and exaggerated for higher ratings. Of course, CNN is willing to air her side of the story.

I ball my hands at the sides of my head.

Irwin introduces the interview. “While others believe that gangs are not involved in the return of Chicago’s Death Mob, Chicago-based investigative reporter Emi Vega believes the Latino gang that has been implicated in these attacks is being falsely accused.”

Thinking I misheard it, I start the clip over and turn up the volume. Emi is against the gang theory?

Irwin continues. “What’s your stance on this, Emi? Do you believe city officials are wasting time pursuing gang involvement?”

The screen narrows in on Vega, sporting a more toned-down look than she typically flaunts for Chicago news.

“Yes, I do. Every gang in Chicago, including the Latin Royals, has denied any affiliation with the Death Mob murders. In fact, gangs have not claimed responsibility since the flash muggings in the early 2000s. Those assaults involved anywhere from ten to twenty participants, smaller numbers than the attacks that have plagued the city for the last decade. My sources insist gangs have had no part in these murders, and there is plenty of evidence to substantiate that.”

A nervous energy rushes through me. I can’t believe she just disputed the whole thing.

“What kind of evidence?”

Emi cocks her head. “In the last five years, Chicago has spent over half a million dollars placing high-tech surveillance cameras around the city. Yet none of these cameras have captured an attack. Every attack has occurred just outside the cameras’ view. Anywhere from fifty to one hundred teenagers participate in these mobs, but there’s been no footage to identify any of them.”

Greg Irwin leans in. “Are you suggesting the attackers have intimate knowledge of the city’s surveillance?”

Emi lifts an eyebrow and tilts her head. Her caramel-colored hair doesn’t move. “I’ve heard claims that cameras were repositioned just before an attack. Gangs are well connected, Greg. But this suggests a sophisticated level of organization and involvement beyond the capabilities of local gangs.”

I’ve waited months—years—for someone to agree with my dad’s theory. And of all people, it’s Emi Vega. I gnaw on my bottom lip and wait for the part about me.

Irwin overgesticulates with his hands. “Has this ever been brought up before?”

Emi nods her head. “Yes. It was part of Steven Finch’s investigation before he died.” For once she doesn’t rhapsodize a tangent, which makes me uneasy. She knows more about my dad’s case that she isn’t sharing. Things I don’t know.