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- Title: Killing the Mob: The Fight Against Organized Crime in America
- Author: Bill O’Reilly, Martin Dugard
- Narrator: Robert Petkoff
- Length: 10:05:00
- Version: Abridged
- Release Date: 04/05/2021
- Publisher: Macmillan Audio
- Genre: History, Biography & Memoir, Non-Fiction, Law & Politics, North America, True Crime, History, Biography & Memoir, Non-Fiction, Law & Politics, North America, True Crime
- ISBN13: 9.78E+12
The moment Robert Petkoff’s gravelly narration began in “Killing the Mob”, I was transported to a smoky Chicago speakeasy in 1933. The way his voice wrapped around phrases like ‘Tommy gun’ and ‘hit list’ made me feel the weight of every bullet casing hitting the pavement. This audiobook doesn’t just tell the story of organized crime – it lets you live in its dangerous, whiskey-scented world.
As someone who’s spent years collecting oral histories in backroom cantinas from Mexico City to Palermo, I recognize authentic underworld storytelling when I hear it. O’Reilly and Dugard have crafted something special here – a narrative that pulses with the same raw energy as the stories old Sicilian men would whisper over grappa when they thought no outsiders were listening. The authors’ account of Lucky Luciano’s rise particularly resonated with me, reminding me of a faded photograph I once found tucked in a Naples antique shop, showing well-dressed men who clearly weren’t just businessmen.
Petkoff’s narration is nothing short of masterful. He doesn’t just perform the Mob bosses – he channels them. His J. Edgar Hoover has the clipped precision of a metronome, while his Jimmy Hoffa carries the rough edges of a Detroit steelworker. When portraying the infamous St. Valentine’s Day Massacre, his pacing slows to a dreadful crawl, making you feel the tension in that garage just before the machine guns roared. The audio production enhances this effect beautifully – subtle echoes during courtroom scenes, the faint click of a revolver’s cylinder during pivotal moments.
The book’s greatest strength lies in how it contextualizes these criminal empires within America’s broader tapestry. The section about the Mob’s Hollywood connections reminded me of interviewing an aging studio grip in Burbank who’d casually mention ‘Mr. Rosselli’ bringing envelopes to the backlot. O’Reilly and Dugard excel at showing how organized crime wasn’t separate from American society but woven into its fabric – from union halls to Senate hearings.
Some listeners might find the book’s scope overwhelming at times, jumping between decades and criminal enterprises. The Cuban casino operations section feels slightly rushed compared to the richly detailed Prohibition chapters. Yet this mirrors the chaotic nature of the subject matter – the Mob’s history was never neat or linear.
Compared to other true crime audiobooks I’ve reviewed, “Killing the Mob” stands out for its cinematic quality. Where “The Five Families” reads like a police dossier, this production feels like Scorsese directing a history documentary. The chapter on Bobby Kennedy’s crusade against Hoffa plays like a prestige political thriller, with Petkoff’s Kennedy voice radiating that famous Boston Brahmin intensity.
For those considering this audiobook, I’d recommend listening with the same attention you’d give a confidential informant – there are layers here worth unpacking. The section on Meyer Lansky’s financial schemes particularly rewards repeat listening, revealing how crime syndicates essentially invented money laundering through Havana’s casinos.
As I listened during my nightly walks through New York’s old Mob territories – past the nondescript storefronts that once housed social clubs with velvet ropes – the stories took on tangible presence. When Petkoff described the Copacabana’s glory days, I could suddenly hear the ghostly echo of Sinatra singing over the traffic noise on 60th Street.
Until our next journey through history’s shadowed corners, keep listening for the stories between the lines.
Marcus Rivera