May 2, 2006
This morning was pretty interesting. The surprise knock at my door turned out to be Chloe Barrow, the daughter of that Blanche Barrow that I found murdered in the penthouse apartment where I now reside.
Chloe is here in New York City, hoping to find out who really killed her mother five years ago. We shared a glass of wine while she told me what little she learned recently regarding the death of her mom. Chloe has no idea who her real father was and spent years being sent off with relatives while her mother made a living as a prostitute.
As I understand it, Blanche came to the Big Apple and negotiated a deal with Michael Corleone, one where she would open her own call girl operation in Manhattan. She hired a few of the better prostitutes in the city and set up work, hoping to garner some top politicians, business men and labor leaders as her clients. Much like what Heidi Fleiss built up in Hollywood.
I called Lt. Joe Friday for Chloe and he agreed to meet with her at the 5th Precinct. He was in charge of the Blanche Barrow murder case, which was closed as a cold case. He agreed to reopen it and discuss it with Chloe, but he'll advise her to just drop it and go back to Oklahoma.
Joe is sure that one of the pimps she swiped a high quality prostitute from probably killed her in revenge. Those types of murders are common and it's hard to find the pimp. Nobody wants to talk about it, and Joe's sure Blanche was working for that mobster.
