Mick Mars spent more than four decades building one of the most explosive bands in rock history. But what he revealed in his 70s left fans questioning everything they thought they knew. Behind the loud guitars and global success was a man who says he was slowly being pushed out long before…
Chicago, November 1,999. The west side doesn’t sleep, it watches. On the corner of Arington and Pulaski, a man climbs into a car he trusts. The night is cold, the streets are familiar. He has survived prison. He has survived rivals. He has survived the government. He will not survive the people…
South side of Chicago, a neighborhood that stretches nearly 50 blocks from the back of the yard streets of New City all the way down into the heart of Englewood. More than 20 separate sets, all flying the same flag, all claiming the same name, Black Pea Stone Nation. They call this…
June 23rd, 1986. A cornfield outside Enos, Indiana. A farmer named Michael Kins was checking his soybean rows when his foot sank into soft earth. He thought it was a dead deer. He kept digging. What he pulled out of that Indiana dirt was two human bodies stripped to their underwear, faces…
A 30-page document two delegations, one hotel room in Nicosia, December 5th, 1998. The Russian Federation’s economy is in freefall. The ruble has just collapsed. GDP has shrunk by nearly half in 7 years. The state is desperate for foreign capital. Across the table is a delegation from a Mediterranean island with…
The most dangerous thing Carlo Gambino ever did was nothing. Not nothing in the sense of inaction. Nothing in the sense of stillness. The deliberate, calculated, infinite patience of a man who understood that in the world he had built, doing nothing at the right moment, communicated something that doing something never…
There is a 67story tower sitting on the Las Vegas strip right now that cost more to build than the entire GDP of some small nations. At its peak, 3,300 workers showed up every single day to pour concrete, hang glass, and wire the future. Then one morning, the crane stopped. The…
The 30th of June, 1978. 9:10 a.m. Juno Village Garden Apartments, downtown Milwaukee. August Orgie Palmisano turned his key in the ignition of his 1,977 Mercury sedan. The explosion tore through the underground parking garage with such force that pictures fell off walls in nearby apartments. The blast damaged 28 other vehicles….
Fountain Avenue, East New York, Brooklyn. From the outside, it looked like any other auto parts operation in a workingclass neighborhood. A 77,000 square ft lot surrounded by a chainlink fence, junk cars stacked in rows, a building with an office, grease stains on concrete, the smell of motor oil and rust,…
October 16th, 1971, 2:00 a.m. The Sunbrite Bar, 10th Avenue and 46th Street, Hell’s Kitchen, Manhattan. A 22-year-old kid named Linwood Willis is leaning against the jukebox, half drunk, running his mouth at a skinny Irish kid in a field jacket. Willis says six words, just six. “You think you’re a tough…
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