Shortly after JFK's assassination on November 22, 1963, the world learned that presidential security was shockingly lax; a 14-year-old boy had roamed the White House grounds unsupervised for 47 minutes. That boy was me. But I wasn't lost; I was warning the Secret Service that the President was about to be killed. What followed changed everything.
Fifty years later, after a relentless search across the globe -- from the eye of the storm to the heart of a resolution -- this book is my gift to America.
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