Citizen Hughes

Citizen HughesPart IIThe Bogeyman. Right there in his room.A huge gargoyle of a blackamoor, horribly greased and dripping filth, a savage threatening unspeakable crimes had violated his sanctum sanctorum, slipping past the locked doors, the armed sentry and the phalanx of Mormons, through the one unguarded opening.Howard Hughes, sick with fear and revulsion, cried out in the night to his right-hand man, Robert Maheu."I hate to disturb you this late," he wrote in a shaken scrawl, "...