Trying to get a straight answer from a Mafioso is as futile an endeavor as dressing a tiger in a bowler hat and spats in an attempt to change what he is. You can prod and coax, come at him from various angles, but in the end, despite all your tactical efforts, the mobster's words have not become reliable truths any more than the tiger has become a gentleman. 

Faint cheers sail out into the Dallas sky from a few blocks away. The President must be approaching. Jack Dahlstrom checks his coat pocket one more time for his extra key to the Carousel Lounge. He keeps it as a favor in case Ruby is called away and someone has to close up for him.

Excited roars gather and roll like waves in his direction. He sees the motorcade bank the corner and head slowly down the hill. A flicker of bright pink moves at the back of the car like an unexpected wild flower blooming from a pile of coal.

Jack holds his breath waiting for the first shot. Nothing happens. They're late. They should have taken a shot by now.



A father in the Mob, a couple of hit men, a Secret Service uncle, famous politicians, a mother in need of shock therapy and a kid who eavesdrops on it all makes for a unique childhood. Jack Dahlstrom’s prior knowledge of the Kennedy assassination and his friendships with Jack Ruby, John Connally, Henry Wade and infamous Mafia bosses such as Carlo Gambino, Sam Giancana and Paul Castellano is a story untold before now.  Maggie’s babysitters were hit men that took over when her mother became emotionally unhinged after a drunk driver put her brother in a coma. As a negotiator for the Teamsters Union and High-ranking Associate of the Mob, her father (Dahlstrom) collected an impressive array of intriguing friends and Mafia secrets that were never meant to see the light of day. Maggie San Miguel has just opened the blinds.