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On the night of August 3, 1963, inside Small's Paradise in Harlem, a 26-year-old heir to a Mafia family laughed and called Bumpy Johnson an old, finished man. There was no shouting and no violence, only silence. Seven days later, a parcel arrived. It had no sender and no way to escape what it contained. … Read more

At 3 a.m., a fire tore through a house in Harlem that the Italian Mafia believed belonged to Bumpy Johnson. They thought the flames would end a problem for good. Smoke filled the block. The doors stayed shut. Then a single phone call changed everything. Bumpy answered and said the words that would haunt them: … Read more

In the early hours of November 10, 1960, New York City police opened a locked meat warehouse in Hell's Kitchen and found eight Irish men still alive after seven days in chains. They had been given no food, almost no water, and no sleep. The men were not the victims of a crime of passion … Read more

On June 3, 1950, at 6:03 a.m., the telephone rang in Bumpy Johnson's Harlem home. He answered on the second ring, his voice hoarse from sleep. A doctor from Harlem Hospital was on the line. Bumpy's mother, Will Helmina Johnson, had suffered a severe heart attack. She was stable but critical. He needed to come … Read more

In February 1965, New York City was a battlefield disguised as a metropolis. The civil rights movement had set the nation ablaze, and television studios had become weapons more dangerous than any gun on the streets of Harlem. On a cold Monday evening, Julian Westbrook sat behind his mahogany desk at Studio 6B in Rockefeller … Read more