Dovid will be sent to the mean streets of the Lower East Side of Manhattan at the turn of the century and be reborn as Davey Boy, a protégé of the Eastman Gang, which preceded the likes of Meyer Lansky, Bugsy Siegel and Lucky Luciano. He will be there not only for the birth of American organized crime, but the unholy alliance that is made between the Mob, Hollywood, Las Vegas and the top echelons of American politics. In the golden age of the Syndicate, every President, from Roosevelt through Reagan, has the way to the White House paved by the Mob. The only exception is Dwight D. Eisenhower, because he spent his whole life in the Army and they had no way in to him. It is the story of bootleggers turned Wall Street and Hollywood tycoons and the fathers of presidential dynasties. During that golden age, whether they knew it or not, almost everything every American did included a tax to the Mob. When someone put a nickel in a jukebox, they were paying a tax to the Mob. When they bought a pack of cigarettes from a vending machine, or a ladies’ undergarment, or a piece of fish that came in through the Fulton Fish Market, or anything that moved by truck… The movies they watched… The songs they listened to… The politicians they believed in and voted for… Each and every one of them had a direct connection to the Mob. And Davey Boy Levy will be there for it all. And not all the bad guys are as bad as they were made out to be, nor all the good guys as noble as they professed.
In the first year of WWII, it is a tightly-held secret that over a thousand allied ships are sunk off the East Coast of the United States of America by German U-Boats, being resupplied by German spies and the German-American Bund from the waterfronts and wharves on the Eastern Seaboard. Hundreds of ships are torpedoed within sight of the Statue of Liberty. Naval Intelligence tries to crack it, but sending a 22-year-old, Princeton ROTC naval officer onto the wharves of New York is like sending a lamb to tame wolves. There is one guy who could clean up the wharves… Or at least, that’s the bill of goods he sells to the Feds. His name is Lucky Luciano, and he’s doing thirty years in Dannemora. Meyer Lansky and his attorney, Moses Pallakoff, a relative of Davey Boy Levy on his mother’s side, broker the deal with the US government. The Mob will clean up the wharves and help plan out the invasion of Sicily. And, in return, Charlie Lucky will get his sentence commuted. The Mob doesn’t Mirandize anyone. They take two Krauts out on a tugboat. Davey Boy pulls a gun and says, “Tell me everything you know about the German spy ring.” The first guy tells Davey to go fuck himself, and Davey blows his brains out. The second guy spills his guts. The naval intelligence officer working with Davey is horrified. “The US government does not simply shoot people and then toss them overboard!” To which Davey Boy replies, “The US government might not, but Charlie Lucky does.” The result of the operation is, during the second year of the war, not a single allied ship is sunk on the Eastern Seaboard, and a lot of German spies sleep with the fishes.
When the invasion of Sicily rolls around, Davey is part of it. A decorated hero after the war is over, he helps invent Las Vegas. Later, a former Irish bootlegger turned Wall Street millionaire will come to Davey and Meyer, Joe Bonano and Joe Profaci, to ask for help in electing his son President. The argument is a patriotic one. “If today, the son of an Irish Catholic can become President, it is only a matter of time until the son of an Italian Catholic bootlegger can become President, too. And who knows, maybe someday even the son of a Jew can become one, too.” So, in Chicago, the fix is in, and the handsome, glamorous young President appoints his brother Attorney General. The only problem is that the kid brother is determined to prove that his father was never connected to the Mob. And the only way to do that is to go against the very men who had put his brother in the White House. The result will be the most ferocious gang war in the history of the United States. One of the gangs is the Mob. The other is the Department of Justice. And before that war is over, a blonde bombshell movie star goddess will be dead… And then the President… And then the kid brother who started it all.
