Charles Arthur Floyd entered the world on February 3rd, 1904 near Adairville in Bau County, Georgia. He was born into a family that already knew hardship well. His father, Walter Lee Floyd, and his mother, May Helena Eols Floyd, were rural Georgians scraping out a living in a region where farming offered…
Chicago, 1930. The city was drowning in Prohibition money, booze, guns, and bodies on the pavement. And in the middle of it all stood a man with a boy’s face and a killer’s heart. His name was Lester Joseph Gillis. The world knew him as Babyface Nelson. He wasn’t the biggest or…
Christmas Eve 1971. Two boys enter the world on the same night, identical enough that the streets would one day turn them into one name in a city that would not remember them kindly. Washington Park, Southside Chicago, a few blocks from Woodlon in a stretch of the city the rest of…
Before the war came, there was a whistle. Not a code, not a radio call, not a handshake or a nod across a parking lot. Just a sound. The kind a man makes when he’s walking through his own building, his own block, his own city. And he wants everyone to know…
Nobody watched Carlo Gambino cross a street and thought they were watching the most powerful man in America. That was the point. He was small, 5’7, maybe less by the time he reached his 60s, thin face, prominent nose, ears that seemed slightly too large for his head. He wore modest clothes,…
May 23rd, 1992. A safe house somewhere in America. The television flickers with breaking news from Italy. Tomaso Bushetta sits motionless. His hands rest on his knees. The news anchor’s voice cuts through the silence with clinical precision. Judge Giovani Falcone has been assassinated. A massive explosion on the highway near Kapati,…
August 30th, 1981. Monroe Street, Manhattan. Benjamin Rogerro stepped out of his apartment building and turned toward the morning sun. His hands were empty. He had left his jewelry on the dresser, his wallet by the fish tanks. Everything of value tucked away where his wife would find it. He knew what was waiting. At…
On February 6th, 2018, Steve Wynn walked out of the company that bore his name for the last time. He was 76 years old, worth $3.1 billion, and responsible for transforming Las Vegas from a desert outpost into a global entertainment capital. Three weeks earlier, he had been untouchable. Now, he…
October 6th, 1984. A cold autumn night in Hell’s Kitchen, Manhattan. Jackie Kunan, the older brother of Westy’s boss, Jimmy Counan, walked out of the Skyline Motor Inn on 10th Avenue. He’d been drinking. He’d been talking. He’d been running his mouth to the wrong people for months. A car pulled up….
It’s a hot July afternoon in 1979 and the Dadeland Mall in Kendall just south of downtown Miami is packed with families doing their weekend shopping. A white Ford Econoline van rolled slowly through the parking lot. If anyone had looked closely, they would have noticed the handpainted signs on each side…
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