April 14th, 2013. Morning. Somewhere in Dalton, Illinois, a quiet suburb just south of Chicago, a man reads a text message telling him that two people want him dead. He reads it and then somehow he goes about his day. What does it take to read something like that and just stay?…
It’s just after 3:00 in the morning on the 23rd of June 2019. A man in his early 50s is moving through a ventilation duct in the central prison of Montevideo. He is slim, quiet, and deliberate. He has been in this building for roughly 21 months waiting on an extradition that…
On February 26, 1988, a 22-year-old police officer named Edward Byrne sat alone in his patrol car on 107th Avenue and Inwood Street in South Jamaica, Queens. It was 3:30 in the morning. He had been on the force for less than a year. His assignment that night was simple. Guard a…
November 15th, 1986, 2:45 in the afternoon, a federal courtroom in Lower Manhattan. Mickey Featherstone raised his right hand, swore to tell the truth, and sat down across from the man who had tried to have him buried in concrete. Jimmy Coonan didn’t blink. He just stared at his best friend. The…
March 21st, 1980, 9:30 in the evening, South Philadelphia. Angelo Bruno, 69 years old, boss of the Philadelphia crime family for 21 years, pulled his car up to 934 Snyder Avenue, his home, his fortress. His driver, Johnny Stanfa, lit a cigarette. Bruno cracked the passenger window. A man stepped out of the shadows with…
The Las Vegas Strip just recorded 11 consecutive months of declining visitation. 400,000 fewer people showed up in June alone. Meanwhile, 270 mi south, a tiny desert town sitting on the banks of the Colorado River is quietly posting numbers that should make every MGM executive lose sleep at night. Nobody in…
= It is the most expensive building in Australian history. 75 stories of black glass and steel pierce the Sydney skyline like a shard of obsidian. It cost $4 billion. But there is a problem. It cannot do the one thing it was built to do. This is Crown Sydney, a casino tower…
January 13th, 1947. A quiet apartment in Brooklyn, an old man, 69 years old, sat in a chair and died of natural causes. No bullets, no bombs, no federal indictment, just an old man with thin hair, sunken cheeks, and hands that had once held the most feared name in New York…
November 7th, 1965, Manhattan, New York. Dorothy Kilgallen sits at the writing desk in the third-floor bedroom of her East 68th Street townhouse, a Manila folder open in front of her. It is 11:20 in the evening. She has been working since 9:00. Somewhere in that folder are the notes that will…
She was in her 60s, and her skin looked the way most women’s skin looks in their 40s. Nobody asked her how. That was partly because she would not have answered, and everyone who knew her understood that. Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis had maintained, across 40 years of public life, a…
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