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...prosecution told it, Fein shot his bookmaker to death in October, 1963, to avoid paying off a $23,890 World Series bet on the New York Yankees, stuffed his body into a trunk, and persuaded a bosomy, redheaded prostitute named Gloria Kendal to dump the trunk in the Harlem River for him. Somehow, the body floated clear, and when it was discovered a month after the murder, Gloria phoned Fein in a snit. "Don't you ever watch TV?" she asked him. "Didn't you ever hear of cement...
...Mark Fein had phoned her Oct. 10 in an obviously agitated state. He asked her to hurry over to the secret, $178-a-month apartment he maintained on East 63rd Street under the name Weissman to pursue his many outside interests. "I walked in and there was a big trunk in the middle of the living room," said Gloria. " 'What do you think is in the trunk?' " she quoted Fein as asking. She said she did not know, and he told her: " 'It's the body of a dead man, my bookmaker, Ruby...
Fein asked her to help him dispose of the trunk. "I took a good drink of straight vodka, and then asked him was he sure the man was dead," Gloria testified. " 'Gloria, he's stone-cold dead,' " she quoted Fein. "He lifted the lid of the trunk and I saw part of an arm. I said. 'Spare me the gory details.'" Added Gloria: "I just wanted to be assured that I was not getting rid of a trunk with a live body...
Fein asked Gloria to get a friend to help. "Why call a friend?" she demanded. "I'm strong." "But Gloria," protested Fein, "the trunk is very heavy." Gloria called two friends-Geri Boxer, 22, who described herself as a copywriter with a psychology degree from Fairleigh Dickinson University, and David Broudy, 32, a onetime cabbie and hairdresser. Gloria then sent Fein home "because he was in pretty bad shape," drove to the Harlem River with the others and pushed the trunk in. "There was a thump and a splash," she said. When the body surfaced, there was an even...
...American? He's still around, but his haunts have changed, and so have his looks: he is younger now-often no more than 20-and far less affluent. He crosses the ocean on a charter flight, not a luxury liner, carries no steamer trunk but a single (generally battered) suitcase, and sometimes gets along on a knapsack. He travels in a Volkswagen (also generally battered) or a secondhand scooter, or he hitchhikes. He will stay in hostels or third-class hotels but prefers to bed down in a sleeping bag, never cares what his food is cooked...