
To the world, I no longer exist. The life I live occurs outside the third dimension-a memory, a ghost, the boogeyman, or perhaps simply a figment of the imagination. When I'm passed on the street, there is no connection. No eye contact. I'm the one...

The underworld of Chicago is far from forgiving. It's a world where knowledge means power, power money, and money everything. While I paid the ultimate price to have it all, it wasn't my decision to give my life.... That doesn't mean I ceased to exist, only to...