Sprawled across the sidewalk in front of a Kansas City polling place lay the body of William Findley, Negro election worker, blood on his face, a bullet in his brain, spats on his feet.
Slumped in a heap lay Lee Flacy, deputy sheriff, pumped full of buckshot. To his bride of a fortnight went news of her widowhood by radio: "A shooting at 5824 Swope ParkwayLee Flacy killed."
A mortal head wound crumpled Larry Cappo, sleek little gangster, onetime prizefighter, night-club headwaiter, in the back of a wrecked sedan.
Few doors away Pascal Oldham,...
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