In inviting New York's slick-haired Gambler Frank Costello to testify about gambling, the U.S. Senate had been strictly high class all the way: it had not only communicated with him in a manner befitting his station (i.e., through his attorney) , but had arranged to have cops at the airport to prevent any possible chance of his getting plugged on arrival. Last week, as he waited to keep his appointment, the "Prime Minister of the Underworld" was determined to be just as polite to the Senate.
He wore mirror black shoes, a pearl...
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