
Before the French and Indian War reached the frontier, Chicago felt it coming. Silence thickened, alliances trembled, and warnings traveled through the marsh long before the first shots were fired in the east. This chapter uncovers the quiet dread that shaped Chicago’s world on the brink of a continental conflict. Continue reading

Long before skyscrapers, Chicago was a wild, garlic-scented crossroads where tribes traveled a treacherous portage that connected two vast water worlds. This muddy vein tested the strong, swallowed the unworthy, and shaped the destiny of nations. Chicago didn’t rise by chance; fate had already chosen its future. Continue reading
