White Devil. Bob Halloran
Praise for White Devil
“Bob Hallorans White Devil opens with a bang and doesn’t let up. Hallorans in-your-face narrative, honest and straightforward, packs power and punch, not to mention the elegance and integrity of old-school, gumshoe reporting. The book is daring and dangerous, full of that gritty, no-nonsense, take-no-prisoners storytelling found in any classic Boston crime book. Open White Devil and enter the hell Halloran has created with this incredible, haunting read.”
—M. WILLIAM PHELPS,
New York Times bestselling author
The events, locations, and conversations in this book, while true, are recreated from the author’s memory. However, the essence of the story, and the feelings and emotions evoked, are intended to be accurate representations. In certain instances, names, persons, organizations, and places have been changed to protect an individual’s privacy.
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Halloran, Bob, author.
White devil : the true story of the first white Asian crime boss / Bob Halloran.
pages cm
Includes bibliographical references and index.
ISBN 978-1-940363-79-0 (trade cloth : alk. paper) — ISBN 978-1-940363-89-9 (electronic) 1. Gangsters—Massachusetts—Boston—Biography. 2. Organized crime—Massachussetts—Boston. 3. Chinatown (Boston, Mass.)—Social conditions. 4. Willis, John, 1971- I. Title.
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A dedication with devotion to my lovely wife, Eileen. Years of love have come and gone, and many more will follow.
CONTENTS
INTRODUCTION
IMET JOHN WILLIS at FCI Cumberland, a medium-security federal prison in Cumberland, Maryland, in the winter of 2014. After being cleared through security, I was taken to a small room with a table and two chairs. I sat with my back to the window overlooking the prison yard and facing the visitors’ room where several families spent time with dozens of inmates. It was a casual atmosphere with children playing and guards providing plenty of freedom to mingle.
After a few minutes, John walked in unaccompanied by a guard. He wore an orange jumpsuit, and he wasn’t handcuffed. I don’t think I expected him to be restrained, but I found myself surprised to be left alone in a room with a criminal known to have a violent past. I stood up and John shook my hand with a friendly greeting. And then we talked for three hours.
He was at all times engaging, charming, and clearly intelligent. He was never intimidating. His voice stayed low and under control. He didn’t smile often, but there wasn’t a lot of humor in our conversation. He wanted to tell his story, and he knew I was the person who would tell it. I think he was honest about everything he said, though there were some things he was reluctant to discuss.
For instance, I thought it was interesting when I asked him if he had ever killed anyone, and he smiled a little, and said: “I can’t answer that.”
“Well, if you asked me that question,” I responded, “I could answer it. It would be easy. I’d say, ‘No.’”
I don’t know if John’s nonresponsiveness means that he has committed murder, or if he just wanted me to think that he might have. I think he’s fond of his reputation as a tough guy, and sees the benefits of people thinking he’s capable of murder.
In any event, I liked my time with John. We spent three hours the first day and four more the second. I grew very comfortable with him as we debated religion, God, philosophy, honor codes, self-determination, self-preservation, and the Boston Red Sox.
I drove