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From a prize-winning author and, in Elmore Leonard’s words, “a knockout writer,” comes a masterfully written and gripping tale of a determined investigator who reopens an unresolved case of double homicide in New York nearly thirty years after the brutal event. Philip Gourevitch vividly evokes the almost vanished gangland of New York in the sixties, and carries us deep into the lives and minds, the passions and perplexities, of two extraordinary men who embody opposing but quintessentially American codes of ...

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From a prize-winning author and, in Elmore Leonard’s words, “a knockout writer,” comes a masterfully written and gripping tale of a determined investigator who reopens an unresolved case of double homicide in New York nearly thirty years after the brutal event. Philip Gourevitch vividly evokes the almost vanished gangland of New York in the sixties, and carries us deep into the lives and minds, the passions and perplexities, of two extraordinary men who embody opposing but quintessentially American codes of being—the lawman Andy Rosenzweig and the outlaw Frankie Koehler. With A Cold Case, Gourevitch masterfully transforms a criminal investigation into a searchingliterary reckoning with the urges that drive one man to murder and another to hunt murderers.

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Editorial Reviews

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Philip Gourevitch has written an absorbing book about an obscure double murder that occurred in 1970. This dated, supposedly "routine" multiple homicide didn't involve any sports stars or media celebrities: Its victims were a pair of restaurateurs from the South Bronx, Richie Glennon and Pete McGinn. Nor was this case a knotty whodunit: From day one, the police knew that Frankie Koehler, a bad-tempered ex-con, was the culprit. Indeed, the lure of this narrative is the ordinariness of the case and the exceptional attention it received from one man, Andy Rosenzweig, the chief investigator for Manhattan's district attorney. In 1997, 27 years after the twin killings, Rosenzweig decided to reopen this long-deactivated case. This account has the appeal of a vintage crime-stopper story.
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“Gripping, first rate . . . beyond the outright suspense here . . . is a meditation on the very essence of crime.”—Janet Maslin, The New York Times

“This terse, eloquent book reminded me of many of the classic European novels, because the expected end is not the end at all. The mystery, it turns out, is not how these murders occurred or how the killer was caught but, rather, the nature of crime itself.”—Scott Turow

“Part study of the criminal mind, part appraisal of the strange mechanics of justice, it is a trenchant, pithy, atmospheric book.”—Times Literary Supplement

“The book's province lies somewhere between those of Cain and Camus . . . Matthew Arnold said a novel by Tolstoy is not a work of art but a piece of life . . . An inversion applies here: a piece of life by Philip Gourevitch is a work of art.”—Jonathan Kiefer, San Francisco Chronicle

“Gourevitch is one of the finest journalists working today; his portrait of gangland in New York in the 1960s is brilliant.”—Sebastian Junger

“Using a snappy, terse prose style that mimics a police procedural . . . A Cold Case is a lively, vastly readable book.”—John Freeman, The Denver Post

Scott Turow
The mystery . . . is not how these murders occurred or . . . the killer was caught . . . rather, the nature of the crime itself.
Elmore Leonard
I think Philip Gourevitch is an ace researcher and a knockout writer. You'll love A Cold Case.
Sebastian Junger
. . . elegant book about a brutal, long-forgotten crime. Gourevitch's . . . portrait of gangland in New York in the 1960s is brilliant.
From The Critics
On the eve of his retirement in 1997, Andy Rosenzweig, Chief Investigator of the Manhattan District Attorney's Office, had a Proustian moment. On his way to the doctor, he passed by a restaurant once owned by a friend who had been murdered nearly three decades before, and, remembering that the killer—a South Bronx ex-con named Frank Koehler—was never caught, Rosenzweig resolved to close the case and set his mind at rest. This gripping true story begins with an account of Rosenzweig's ultimately successful hunt for Koehler, then leads into an analysis of the criminal's life and the workings of his mind. At sixty-eight, Koehler nevertheless remained "fascinated by the idea of himself as a dealer of fate." From Koehler's confession to the crime, we gain insight into how a killer can rationalize his actions: Koehler thought of himself not as a taker of life, but as someone able and magnanimous enough to grant it, by restraining (usually) his violent instincts. Fascinating through and through, this book feels too brief, our acquaintance with Koehler and Rosenzweig too passing. The reader is left wanting to know more about both men.
—Eric Wargo

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Library Journal
Almost 30 years after Frank Koehler murdered two men and disappeared, Manhattan D.A. investigator Andrew Rosenzweig rediscovered the case and set out to solve it. His interest wasn't just professional; Rosenzweig knew the two murdered men and had been on the fringes of the slightly sordid world from which both the victims and the murderer came. New Yorker writer Gourevitch (We Wish To Inform You That Tomorrow We Will Be Killed with Our Families) covers not only the way investigators attack a "cold case" but the lives of both Koehler and Rosenzweig and how a similar milieu could birth both a dedicated lawman and a cold-blooded killer. Koehler's statements about his life, both as a small-time hood and as a good citizen while he was in hiding, are both fascinating and chilling. Gourevitch does a splendid job with this short, focused book, which should find a home in public libraries with true-crime collections. [Previewed in Prepub Alert, LJ 3/15/01.] Deirdre Bray Root, Middletown P.L., OH Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information.
Follows Andy Rosenzweig, chief investigator for the Manhattan District Attorney's office, as he tracks down a killer guilty of a murder committed three decades ago. This true narrative brings together the story of Rosenzweig's pursuit with an account of the killer's personality and his years on the lam, painting a portrait of two men who embody opposite sides of the law. Lacks a subject index. The author is a staff writer at . Annotation c. Book News, Inc., Portland, OR (
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780312420024
  • Publisher: Picador
  • Publication date: 7/28/2002
  • Edition description: First Edition
  • Edition number: 1
  • Pages: 192
  • Sales rank: 733,146
  • Product dimensions: 5.50 (w) x 8.50 (h) x 0.44 (d)

Meet the Author

Philip Gourevitch

Philip Gourevitch, a staff writer at The New Yorker, lives in New York City. His last book, We Wish to Inform You That Tomorrow We Will Be Killed with Our Families: Stories from Rwanda, won the National Book Critics Circle and Los Angeles Times Book Awards.

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A Cold Case


Dead or Alive


ON NOVEMBER 15, 1944, an Army deserter named Frank Gilbert Koehler was arrested for burglary in New York City. Frankie, as he liked to be called, had no criminal record. He had walked off his post at Fort Dix, New Jersey, after suffering unsustainable financial reversals in a crap game in the latrine, and when it was discovered that he was fifteen years old and had lied about his age to enlist, he was sent to children's court, declared a juvenile delinquent, and returned to military control. Six monthslater, Koehler—AWOL again, and for good—shot and killed a sixteen-year-old boy in an abandoned building on West Twenty-fourth Street. The next day, he surrendered to a policeman on a street corner and was taken to a station house, where he confessed. In consideration of his "extreme youth" and lack of "parental guidance"—he had left home at thirteen, following the death of his father, a burglar—the district attorney reduced his charge from homicide to murder in the second degree. In court, Koehler pleaded guilty, and the judge sent him upstate to spend five years at the Elmira Reformatory. He was released on May 17, 1950, and remained a free man for nine months and twenty-six days until he was found by police, at four in the morning, hiding on the catwalk between the tracks of the Third Avenue elevated train line at Thirty-fourth Street, after robbing a nearby bar and grill at gunpoint. As he was led back to the station platform, Koehler called out to a man standing there in the predawn gloom as if waiting for a train, "Arthur, save me, save me, tell them I was with you." So that man, too, was taken into custody. Koehler and he had indeed been together all night. They'd met at a Times Square cinema where the poster said THRILL CRAZY, KILL CRAZY, and thepicture was Gun Crazy, a story of fugitive lovers on a crime spree hurtling to their doom.

A news photograph of Koehler taken minutes after his arrest showed him to be a slight, dark-haired man, rather handsome and sharply dressed in an overcoat, business suit, white shirt, necktie, and handcuffs. When the picture appeared in the Daily Mirror, he was recognized by Carmella Basterrchea, the bookkeeper of a Murray Hill construction company, as one of two gunmen who had, a month earlier, stepped into her office late on a Friday afternoon, then, saying, "All right, lady, this is a heist," and, "Don't move or I'll plug you," made off with her payroll. Koehler admitted to both stickups, and once again he was sent upstate, this time to Green Haven Prison in Stormville, with a sentence of ten to twenty years. He served eleven and a half and was paroled in August 1962 at the age of thirty-three, having spent most of his life "away."

Before the year was out, Frankie Koehler had a wife and legitimate employment in a machine shop. Later, he found union work as a stevedore on the West Side docks, then on the crew at the New York Coliseum on Columbus Circle, and he did not come to the attention of the police again until February 18, 1970. Around eight o'clock on that evening, he was having drinks at Channel Seven, a restaurant on West Fifty-fourth Street, when he got into an argument with the owner, Pete McGinn, and a friend of McGinn's named Richie Glennon. The issue was a woman—the wife of a mutual friend. Koehler had been having an affair with her while her husband was in prison, and she was now pregnant. McGinn declared that knocking up a jailed friend's wife was about the lowest thing a lowlife could do, and Glennon seconded this judgment. Koehler came back with the opinion that they were a couple of scumbags themselves. So it went. Koehler spit in McGinn's face, and the three men were soon out on the sidewalk, where Glennon watched as McGinn and Koehler had at each other and Koehler took a severe beating.

Frank Koehler, under arrest for armed robbery, March 1951. Photograph from the Daily Mirror

After that, McGinn went home, Glennon returned to the bar, and Koehler picked himself up off the pavement and went his own way for a while before returning to Channel Seven. Glennon was still there. Koehler had a drink with him and proposed that they sit down with McGinn to put their quarrel behind them in a gentlemanlyfashion. Glennon agreed, and phoned McGinn to say they were coming over to his place, which was a block north of Channel Seven, in what the next day's News described as a "luxury apartment building ... just up the street from Gov. Rockefeller's New York office."

Richie Glennon and Pete McGinn had known each other from boyhood in the South Bronx, and both had found success in the restaurant business. McGinn's Channel Seven was a popular watering hole for disc jockeys and anchormen from the nearby studios of ABC television and CBS radio, and Glennon owned a bistro on the Upper East Side called The Flower Pot, which was doing well enough for him to have taken the night off. Glennon had been having dinner at Channel Seven with his girlfriend, a nurse, and when he left with Frankie Koehler, she accompanied them. "We went to McGinn's apartment, and rode up in the elevator," she told me nearly thirty years later. "It was the fourth floor. Richie told me to stay in the hall, and I waited out there till I heard these loud bangs. I thought they were fighting again, throwing things around. I heard the noise—I didn't even know they were shots, I just heard bangs—and I opened the door. Frankie Koehler was running away with his smokinggun. I said, 'Where's Richie?' There was Richie on the floor."

Glennon lay on his back with his legs crossed comfortably at his ankles, his overcoat and suit jacket twisted beneath him, his left arm flung out, and the left side of his shirt bunched and soaked in blood from shoulder to waist around a small round hole over his rib cage. His girlfriend didn't notice that Pete McGinn was at the far end of the room, clad only in a bathrobe, with his right foot in a slipper and his left foot bare, lying facedown and dead in a puddle of blood on the parquet floor. "I remember a big dog hopping around," she told me. "It wasn't a small dog. It was a big dog." Beyond that, she was conscious only of Glennon. She didn't want to believe he was dead. She tried to pick him up and ask him where it hurt.

Koehler told her to shut up. He was still hovering over her with his gun, and it occurred to her that he must be afraid. She said, "I'm not gonna tell anybody," and he said, "Don't open your fucking mouth. Just sit there." With that, he left. He took the elevator down to the lobby, fished a handkerchief from his pocket, and pretended to be coughing into it to hide his face as he walked past the doorman. And then Frankie Koehler disappeared.

A COLD CASE. Copyright © 2001 by Philip Gourevitch. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles or reviews. For information, address Picador, 175 Fifth Avenue, New York, N.Y. 10010.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 4, 2014

    Confusing cold case

    Is so confusing of this cold case and try to follow the cold case

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    insight character study

    In 1970 long time criminal Frank Koeller kills two people. However, instead of making the arrest, NYPD inexplicably declares Frank dead and closes the case. Almost three decades later a partially obsessed NYPD detective Andy Rosenzweig manages to reopen the double homicide case and arrest the now elderly killer. <P> A COLD CASE is based on a true story. There is no action to this tale, but the way that Philip Gourevitch manages to get inside the minds of the two prime players, Koeller and Rosenzweig, is incredible. This character study will provide insight to the inner turmoil of a veteran cop and the convoluted logic of a lifetime felon and murderer. As Rosenzweig asks ¿Who speaks for the dead¿? Obviously not the Lorax or even most of society, but individuals like Mr. Gourevitch and Mr. Rosenzweig certainly do. <P>Harriet Klausner

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