My 48-year investigation of the Jimmy Hoffa murder case, Part 19 of 44

My lunch with Hoffa's alleged killers

On Monday, October 25 at 11:45 A.M., I arrived alone at Local 560.  Asking for Sal Briguglio and being directed into a waiting room filled with bowling and softball trophies, I nervously skimmed magazines months out of date.  After about a twenty‑minute wait, Briguglio came through the door.  Following close behind was his attorney, William Bufalino.

I h…