Dangerous Minds by Malcolm Gladwell http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2007/11/12/071112fa_fact_gladwell?printable=true
<snip> Brussel waited a moment, and then, in a scene that has become legendary among criminal profilers, he made a prediction: "One more thing." I closed my eyes because I didn't want to see their reaction. I saw the Bomber: impeccably neat, absolutely proper. A man who would avoid the newer styles of clothing until long custom had made them conservative. I saw him clearly—much more clearly than the facts really warranted. I knew I was letting my imagination get the better of me, but I couldn't help it. "One more thing," I said, my eyes closed tight. "When you catch him—and I have no doubt you will—he'll be wearing a double-breasted suit." "Jesus!" one of the detectives whispered. "And it will be buttoned," I said. I opened my eyes. Finney and his men were looking at each other. "A double-breasted suit," said the Inspector. "Yes." "Buttoned." "Yes." He nodded. Without another word, they left. A month later, George Metesky was arrested by police in connection with the New York City bombings. His name had been changed from Milauskas. He lived in Waterbury, Connecticut, with his two older sisters. He was unmarried. He was unfailingly neat. He attended Mass regularly. He had been employed by Con Edison from 1929 to 1931, and claimed to have been injured on the job. When he opened the door to the police officers, he said, "I know why you fellows are here. You think I'm the Mad Bomber." It was midnight, and he was in his pajamas. The police asked that he get dressed. When he returned, his hair was combed into a pompadour and his shoes were newly shined. He was also wearing a double-breasted suit—buttoned.
