Men of Action: Bugsy, Billy and the Flamingo
by Bob Pajich | Published: Dec 26, 2012
Benjamin “Bugsy” Siegel walked through the Flamingo’s dusty construction site, took William Wilkerson’s hand, squeezed hard and shook it. Wilkerson had to wonder why his Hollywood neighbor was in front of him right then, in the middle of nowhere, the real Las Vegas miles away. “I’m your new partner,” Siegel said. Imagine how many times Wilkerson’s sardine-stained stomach flipped as he pumped Siegel’s hand, those underside-of-a-glacier blue eyes locked to his, the cold realization washing through his fatty brain that the businessmen he just took $1 million from were mobsters. And the most famous, bona fide killer of the bunch was standing right there, holding his hand, smiling. Icy-Blue Siegel was a dark, hansom blue-eyed Jew with a short fuse. By the time he was 21, he owned an apartment in the Waldorf-Astoria hotel. His hair was as black as motor oil in the crankcases of the cars he stole ...
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