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\n[Excellant] Article by Adam Serwer<\/strong>, BuzzFeed.com<\/p>\n

NOTE FROM THIS PUBLISHER:<\/strong> This wonderfully engaging story is definitely worth a read – to the end. If I actually knew anything about screen-writing, I’d say that Martin Scorsese et al needs to hire this writer immeadiately<\/em>. William Carbone<\/p>\n

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A light rain fell on New Orleans on October 15, 1890, as Police Chief David Hennessy left the central police station with his colleague and friend Capt. William O\u2019Connor just after 11 p.m. The young chief turned toward Basin Street, heading for the home he shared with his widowed mother. O\u2019Connor went in the opposite direction, up Girod Street. Hennessy rarely walked home alone; for the past three years, he had done so in the company of bodyguards. That night he was alone.<\/p>\n

Not far from his mother\u2019s doorstep, Hennessy staggered as gunfire ripped into his side. One of the bullets pierced his liver and settled in his chest, another shattered his right leg. The skin around his wounds cratered with bird shot. Hennessy drew his revolver as he turned to face his assailants and fired three or four times, but they had slipped into the night.<\/p>\n

O\u2019Connor, who heard the gunshots from blocks away, turned and ran through the fresh mud and found his friend bleeding to death on the ground. The way O\u2019Connor remembered it, Hennessy called out, \u201cBilly, Billy.\u201d As O\u2019Connor approached, Hennessy said, \u201cThey have given it to me, and I have given it back the best I could.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWho gave it to you, Dave?\u201d O\u2019Connor asked.
\nO\u2019Connor said that Hennessy beckoned for O\u2019Connor to bring his head closer, as Hennessy whispered one word into his ear.
\n\u201cDagoes,\u201d[sic] he said.<\/p>\n

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