Tucked behind a large vacant house in the Cass Corridor is a two-story building that serves as a makeshift prostitution and drug den.
This wasn’t Ronald Ilitch’s first brush with the law.
It was getting dark as we met on a hardscrabble street in Detroit, just a few houses from a suspected drug den.
She wanted to be a mom and teacher. Now she walks around in a short black skirt, shivering with her arms folded around a light jean jacket.
Sheriff’s deputies raided the windowless, nondescript club and found prostitutes, drugs, guns and cash.