CHAPTER 34
Washington, D.C.
J. Edgar Hoover slammed down the phone on his wide, highly polished desk, staring with unseeing dark eyes about his fifth-floor office at the new Department of Justice building on Pennsylvania Avenue. Shirley Temple! What an abomination! What a case! What an opportunity for the FBI!
Although he was only of middling height and on…
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