September 16, 1931, 3:28 p.m. Apartment 211, 1740 Collingwood Avenue, Detroit. Three men walked into what they thought was a peace conference. They walked in unarmed, trusting. 15 seconds later, all three were dead. Blood pulled under a couch. Cigars still clenched in dead hands. Bullet holes peppered the walls. This wasn’t…
The goddy name terrified New York for 40 years. It survived FBI wiretaps, RICO prosecutions, government informants, and the full weight of the United States Department of Justice. It survived the assassination of a sitting mob boss on a Midtown Manhattan street. It survived the betrayal of Sammy the Bull Gravano, the…
The goddy name terrified New York for 40 years. It survived FBI wiretaps, RICO prosecutions, government informants, and the full weight of the United States Department of Justice. It survived the assassination of a sitting mob boss on a Midtown Manhattan street. It survived the betrayal of Sammy the Bull Gravano, the…
What’s up everybody? Welcome to Hood Archives. Today we getting into the story of Jerry Lewis Bay, St. Louis, 1991, January, cold. Somewhere inside the Thomas Eagleton Federal Courthouse, a grand jury just handed down an indictment listing 15 people. murders, racketeering, drug conspiracy, the whole menu. The name at the top,…
April 25th, 1985, just after 11:00 in the morning, the corner of West 35th Street and 10th Avenue, in the shadow of the Javits Convention Center. Michael Holly was walking to work. Construction boots, lunch pail, a union card in his pocket. He never heard the car pull up behind him. He never…
The year is 1978. The place is a steakhouse in Brooklyn, backroom, closed to the public. Three men sit at a table covered in white linen. One is a butcher. One is a killer with dead eyes. One is Irish, 29 years old, his hands still rough from a decade of waterfront…
In 1999, the Supreme Court of the United States ruled 6 to3 in favor of Eddie Richardson. He won. He was serving a federal life sentence at the time, had been since 1995. And from inside that cell, no press conference, no rally, no celebrity advocate holding a microphone on his behalf,…
November 18th, 1978. 5:30 in the afternoon. The Sun Bright Bar, 736 10th Avenue, Hell’s Kitchen, Manhattan. Mickey Spillane was walking to his car in Woodside, Queens, when a man stepped out from behind a parked sedan and opened fire. Four rounds, point-blank range. Spillane dropped on the sidewalk outside his apartment…
November 18th, 1978. 5:30 in the afternoon. The Sun Bright Bar, 736 10th Avenue, Hell’s Kitchen, Manhattan. Mickey Spillane was walking to his car in Woodside, Queens, when a man stepped out from behind a parked sedan and opened fire. Four rounds, point-blank range. Spillane dropped on the sidewalk outside his apartment…
There is a peculiar paradox at the heart of Princess Margaret’s existence that only fully reveals itself when you look at a deed of sale for a house on a Caribbean speck of land called Mystique. the younger sister of Queen Elizabeth II, a woman who spent her entire life in palaces,…
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