For nearly a century, the Boston Harbor had been an arena of ruthless shadow warfare. Since the days of Prohibition in the 1920s, when bootleggers unloaded illicit Canadian whiskey under the cover of dense North Atlantic fog, the wharves and terminals of South Boston had been carved up by successive syndicates who treated the longshoremen as indentured pawns and the customs inspection stations as private toll booths. When Salvatore Falcone…
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