Nowhere do secrets have a higher mortality rate than in Washington, D.C. The capital swarms with leaking bureaucrats and a prying press corps. Incurable gossips are wall to wall. Yet one mystery has proved as snoop-resistant as it is tantalizing: the identity of "Deep Throat," the shadowy underground-garage habitué who is currently providing the same suspense in the film version of All the President's Men that he brought to the bestselling Watergate book by the Washington Post's reporting duo.
The movie and the new Bob Woodward and Carl Bernstein book, The Final...
To continue reading:
or
Log-In
