Paul Federocko restrained his impulse to run and kept his eyes focused ahead. He did not want to attract even the slightest attention. But his height, size and thick blonde hair naturally drew attention from each passerby. Several police cruisers, sirens blazing, sped by on their way to Memorial Gardens. Ahead, the 12-storey limestone structure of the Stuart Hotel loomed above Mills Street. His destination lay behind one of the oriel windows that lined the top floor below the hotel’s steep copper r...