It was a habit, I think, for the kids, the to run down to the corner and the boy grabbed his briefcase and they walked down the street together talking till they got to their house. And we were doing that little scene and uh while we were doing it, >> here’s…
They say 40 years is long enough to bury a secret, but Merryill Streep knows some truths only grow heavier with time. For nearly half a century, the most respected woman in Hollywood has guarded her private world with a legendary chill. But at 76, the ice queen has finally melted. She…
May 22nd, 1980. 6:46 in the morning. 108th Street, Ozone Park, Queens. Sandy is already awake when the DEA comes through the door. She has been awake since 4:00 because she has been awake since 4:00 every morning for the past 8 months, which is what living inside Henry Hill’s orbit for…
November 19th, 1986, 6:40 in the evening. The Bronx, 1231 Fulton Avenue, Morasania. A six-story brick building on a block where the street lights buzz and die at random. Ground floor apartment on the left. Regina Lewis is home. Her husband Joe is home. Four children are inside. Two of them are…
December 1965, a small apartment in Hot Springs, Arkansas. The old man in the bed was 74 years old, dying of emphysema. His lungs finally surrendering after decades of cigarettes and gun smoke. The doctors had told him weeks earlier. His wife Agnes held his hand. The radio played softly in the…
July 15th, 1977, 6:15 in the evening, Griffith, New South Wales. A car park behind the Griffith Hotel on Bana Avenue. Donald Mai, 53 years old, furniture salesman, father of four, anti-drug crusader, walked toward his white Mitsubishi van with a carton of beer under his arm. He never made it. Three…
December 3rd, 1965. A modest brick house on South Normandy Avenue, Chicago. Murray Llewellyn Humphreys lies dead in his bedroom. Age 66. The medical examiner will rule it a heart attack, acute coronary thrombosis, natural causes. The timing is remarkable. Federal investigators have spent months building a massive case against Outfit figures…
Picture this. You’re standing on a casino floor at 2:00 in the morning, convinced you’re about to turn things around. The machine next to you just paid out. The dealer gives you a nod. The cocktail waitress appears out of nowhere with a fresh drink, like she read your mind. Everything around…
December 10th, 1979. A meatpacking warehouse on Flatlands Avenue, Brooklyn. The temperature inside the freezer hovered just above zero. A man named Chris Rosenberg stood over a butcher block, sleeves rolled up, a cigarette burning in an ashtray beside him. On the floor, wrapped in heavy plastic, was a body. Roy DeMeo…
It’s 1980 in Hell’s Kitchen, Manhattan. A man has just been shot dead inside a bar on West 43rd Street. His body will not be found whole. Parts of him will turn up in the Hudson River days later. Parts of him will never be found at all. The men who did…
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