A Marquis Event

“Grady was carrying a basket of clothes to the laundry. Augie was going to the underground parking garage. They chatted about the weather and Summerfest. When they reached the basement, she went to the laundry room. He walked to his car, a 1977 Mercury Marquis. Less than a minute later, there was a massive explosion. Grady thought the boiler had exploded. But when she looked into the garage, she saw Augie’s car in flames. The blast shook the city. Paintings fell from walls and books tumbled off shelves. One woman said her recliner lifted off the ground. Tenants ran from the building as firefighters and police rushed to the scene. Augie Palmisano was my cousin. His murder has never been solved.” News stories come and go. Click, click, click. Real life sticks with you. Mary Spicuzza in the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel. My cousin was killed by a car bomb in Milwaukee. A mob boss was the top suspect. Now, I’m looking for answers.

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