Send Kris and Rob a Text Message! On the night before Thanksgiving, November 24th, 1971, a man in a dark suit and a sensible tie took seat 18C on Northwest Orient Flight 305—a short hop from Portland to Seattle aboard a Boeing 727. He ordered bourbon and soda, smoked his Raleighs, and handed a folded note to the flight attendant. It wasn’t a phone number. It was a promise. Inside the briefcase, he said, was a bomb. What followed would become the only unsolved hijacking in American aviation hi...
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Send Kris and Rob a Text Message! On the night before Thanksgiving, November 24th, 1971, a man in a dark suit and a sensible tie took seat 18C on Northwest Orient Flight 305—a short hop from Portland to Seattle aboard a Boeing 727. He ordered bourbon and soda, smoked his Raleighs, and handed a folded note to the flight attendant. It wasn’t a phone number. It was a promise. Inside the briefcase, he said, was a bomb. What followed would become the only unsolved hijacking in American aviation hi...
The Scarsdale Diet Murder: Jean Harris and the Death of Dr. Herman Tarnower | Part 2 of 2
Hitched 2 Homicide
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The Scarsdale Diet Murder: Jean Harris and the Death of Dr. Herman Tarnower | Part 2 of 2
Send Kris and Rob a Text Message! In Part Two of The Scarsdale Diet Murder, we pick up where the gunshots left off. Dr. Herman Tarnower—the cardiologist behind The Scarsdale Diet—was dead, and his longtime lover Jean Harris was in handcuffs. But the real battle had just begun. What followed was a 14-week media-frenzied trial, filled with courtroom theatrics, handwritten, ten page love letters, prescription drugs, and a defense that teetered between suicide attempt and emotional collapse. Pros...
Hitched 2 Homicide
Send Kris and Rob a Text Message! On the night before Thanksgiving, November 24th, 1971, a man in a dark suit and a sensible tie took seat 18C on Northwest Orient Flight 305—a short hop from Portland to Seattle aboard a Boeing 727. He ordered bourbon and soda, smoked his Raleighs, and handed a folded note to the flight attendant. It wasn’t a phone number. It was a promise. Inside the briefcase, he said, was a bomb. What followed would become the only unsolved hijacking in American aviation hi...
