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Saturday, May 14, 1938 was a normal Saturday evening in a small central Michigan town.  Until Carl ‘Jack’ Livingston walked into the lounge of the Doherty Hotel and pumped three shots into his former associate, Isaiah ‘Lee’ Leebove.   As the story unfolded, a good deal of interest arose from the trifecta of gangsters, oil, and murder.  But no one knew the whole story, or at least no one who was willing to tell it.  Livingston, the wealthy scion of a Tulsa oil family with great talent, but brought down by lust for booze; Leebove the once and future gangster lawyer, gambler extraordinaire, clever, hot-tempered, married to a beautiful wife with a seedy background—and rumored to have briefly taken control of Michigan government only a few years before.  Now the whole story comes out, with all its strange twists.  Lee’s end was  only the final act of a volatile combination of friendship, ambition, envy, betrayal, and revenge.