Look for a Blabbermouth

Look for a Blabbermouth

From the pages of Front Page Detective – I never found honor among thieves. The only thing that kept them from talking was a strip of fear a mile wide. One of the first mottos I learned was: “To catch a thief, ask another.”

Eleventh-Hour Tickets to Stir

Eleventh-Hour Tickets to Stir

Until a few days before, Officer O’Brien had been a detective detailed to the Manhattan pickpocket squad. The city’s fashion-plate Police Commissioner had broken him and sent him back to pounding the streets. As a result O’Brien was unaccustomed to a harness-bull’s apparel and still was struggling to get out his revolver when the rush of the bandits swept him off his feet.

Wake of the Dawn Patrol

Wake of the Dawn Patrol

From Harlem to Queens the mob had plundered–now murder was added to their crimes. By David WrayMob slaying  The Wake of the Dawn PatrolAt Jamaica Avenue and Merrick Rd. a motorman saw a waiting taxi, its motor racing. Just around the corner was Mahairas' restaurant....

One Move and I’ll Kill You

One Move and I’ll Kill You

By Donald RichardsHeavy clouds presaging rain scudded acreoss the sky as a black Ford V8 sedan backed into a parking space in front of the St. Albans branch of the Bank of Manhattan Company on Linden Boulevard in Queens County, New York City. It was 12:50 o'clock,...

Look for a Blabbermouth

Look for a Blabbermouth

From the pages of Front Page Detective – I never found honor among thieves. The only thing that kept them from talking was a strip of fear a mile wide. One of the first mottos I learned was: “To catch a thief, ask another.”

Eleventh-Hour Tickets to Stir

Eleventh-Hour Tickets to Stir

Until a few days before, Officer O’Brien had been a detective detailed to the Manhattan pickpocket squad. The city’s fashion-plate Police Commissioner had broken him and sent him back to pounding the streets. As a result O’Brien was unaccustomed to a harness-bull’s apparel and still was struggling to get out his revolver when the rush of the bandits swept him off his feet.

Wake of the Dawn Patrol

Wake of the Dawn Patrol

From Harlem to Queens the mob had plundered–now murder was added to their crimes. By David WrayMob slaying  The Wake of the Dawn PatrolAt Jamaica Avenue and Merrick Rd. a motorman saw a waiting taxi, its motor racing. Just around the corner was Mahairas' restaurant....

One Move and I’ll Kill You

One Move and I’ll Kill You

By Donald RichardsHeavy clouds presaging rain scudded acreoss the sky as a black Ford V8 sedan backed into a parking space in front of the St. Albans branch of the Bank of Manhattan Company on Linden Boulevard in Queens County, New York City. It was 12:50 o'clock,...