A short story about a man who lives in Chicago that has a run in with the mob.

Once he finds one he is by the Trump tower. The men had found a way across. And are now cornering him. Nowhere to go but up the tower. He rushes past people on there way up and dashes into a stairwell. He climbs and climbs until he can’t climb any more. His lungs are killing and are calling for air. Adam slows and takes a break. Then he feels it coming, and pukes. He knows he needs to start running again but he can’t bring himself to it. He starts slow and gradually brings himself to a good pace. But somehow the mob is still getting closer to him. Gaining with every step. Then Adam runs out of room to run. No more stairs just a door.

He burst through the door and ends up on one of the buildings lower terraces. He searches for a way down but can find anything. Then the mob bursts through the door. He picks up a loose wrench one of the construction workers left behind and throws it at one of the men. It hits him square on the head. The man wobbles a bit then falls off the tower. It’s a long way down. The rest of the men chase after him. With nothing to throw he has to get down.

There is a tarp covering one of the air conditioners. Quickly Adam pulls it off and uses it as a parachute to jump down. There’s no way this is going to work he says to himself. But yet it does. He is floating down from the Trump building on a parachute. But now he is at the mercy of the wind. But that’s not the any problem compared to what just happened. After he jumped one of the men had shot him in the leg. A huge amount of pain comes from his right leg. Adam tries extremely hard to hold onto the parachute and consciousness. He glides down toward the lake, until the wind has a sudden change of direction. It is the windy city after all. He is turned toward Navy Pier. Luckily he lands gently on it. After a long day he goes unconscious.

This time he wakes up in a hospital with his leg rapped and Cindy sitting by his side. She gives him a big hug and starts crying things. Once she calmed down Adam and Cindy talked things out. He gives his report to the police and they put him under protection.

He goes to court in the following days. Saying exactly what happened to him. They find the mob member guilty. He is charged for life in jail. That evening while watching himself on the news he calls his dad. He relays him the story and ends with a I love you. He clicks the TV off then, BOOM! Adam had been shot by the mafia.

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