Time travel flick.
It was 11 a.m. on Sunday, November 24, 1963. At Dallas Police headquarters, the scheduled transfer of a prisoner to the Dallas County jail was already running one hour late. Finally, the police were ready to escort the prisoner into the elevator and down to the basement where a waiting police car would take him to jail. The police were everywhere. The prisoner that had gained national attention had received many death threats.
Meanwhile, another man was making his way to the same place. He was a 52-year old Jewish nightclub owner and a gangster-wannabe from Chicago. He was however, a small-time associate of the mob. Leaving the Western Union office a block away, it took two minutes to walk to the police station. The man had many friends on the force, so he was able to enter with ease, possibly through an alley way door, and moved into the garage. He was connected to the cops enough that they let him in. He blended into the crowd of newsmen and police, got into position and police and waited for his opportunity. He straightened his fedora and made sure his .38 Colt Cobra was ready, stuffed in his right pocket. He had to look good.
All the cameras turned in one direction as a man in handcuffs was being led out to a car. He was young with dark hair and a serious look on his face. He was handcuffed to a police officer in white.
"There is the prisoner," a reporter said.
"There is Anthony DiNozzo..."
A man ran out from the bundle of reporters and onlookers.
A shot rang out.
To be continued...