It was late on Halloween night of 1957 in Los Angeles. Beauty shop owner, Peter Fabiano and his wife, Betty were turning out all the lights in their home to go to bed for the night when their doorbell rang. Mr. Fabiano went downstairs to answer the door, thinking it was a late trick-or-treater. Mrs. Fabiano, still upstairs, heard her husband ask “Isn’t it late for this sort of thing?” There was a muffled reply followed by a loud pop and then a thump. As Betty ran downstairs she heard the squeal of tires on pavement as a vehicle sped off. She found her husband sprawled on the floor, bleeding from a gunshot wound to the chest. Mrs. Fabiano called for help, but unfortunately her husband died on the way to the hospital.
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