Charles Starkweather

I saw her standing on her front porch just twirlin’ her baton. Me and her went for a ride, sir, and ten innocent people died. This could be the world’s shortest crime novel. It’s terse, evocative, quirky, and sinister. It’s also the opening couplet of Bruce Springsteen’s song “Nebraska,” which chronicles Charles Starkweather’s infamous 1958…