One sultry summer night in 1912 a Manhattan gambler named Herman Rosenthal was shot down before the Hotel Metropole. For that murder four gunmen and a police lieutenant went to the electric chair. An indignant city began an investigation of police-protected vice which eventually put District Attorney Charles Whitman in the Governor's chair. Swirled up from the nether depths by this inquiry was a plump little 40-year-old German named David Maier. He had been a brothel keeper. During the investigation he had offered a hostile witness $50...
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