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� Furio pulled up into
the small tenement section of New York�s Brooklyn area, a few men glanced
briefly at his car then went back to standing around and talking amongst
themselves. They knew Furio Giunta and he knew of them. This section of the
City was a small area where many �illegal� or newly immigrated Italian people
came to live, some hoping to hook up with American Mafia families, some hoping
to get honest legitimate work, but all of them, whether Sicilian, Neapolitan,
Calabrian or otherwise had made this section the new �Little Italy.� Here old
prejudices were laid to rest to help support one another in this new land of
plenty and capitalism. It was here people like Enzo Garasi and his mother and aunt
lived or Giancarlo Tarrone and his wife and 3 children lived as well. It was
also a section that resided smack dap in the middle of Lupertazzi Territory and
many of these men sadly had been recruited to work as gophers, soldiers and
�zips� for Carmine Lupertazzi, his underboss Johnny Sacrimoni and their crews.
� The few men Furio
had just glanced were �guards� for the area; men who lived down here to keep
out the non-Italian undesirables and take care of their own. They knew Furio
though; he had discreetly helped many of the men and families here, employed
some on runs for Soprano business or had even donated money to those families
who needed medical care or other things. Yes, they too knew Furio was a
�predator�, Enforcer supreme and true old-world Mafioso, but like a true old world man, he often worked hard to
help his own.
� Enzo was already
coming down the chipped cement steps of the run down tenement building, �Ah, mio amico!� he gave Furio a brief hug,
�Mama and Sophia cooked up some of the best for you once they heard you were
coming to dinner.� Enzo led Furio inside where the scent of true old world,
Italian cooking slammed into him.
� Like Enzo, neither
Sophia or Maria Garasi spoke a word of English, and no sooner than Furio ducked
inside the doorway, Maria the younger but more matronly of the women grabbed
Furio in a bear hug and gave him a kiss on the cheek, �Furio, thank you for all
you have done. Look at Mama; see how healthy she is now! How well she is coming
along, she is a tough old woman.� Sophia laughed but crossed herself none-the
less, �Mama,� she called out, �Our angel, Furio is here!�
�� Enzo just good naturedly rolled his eyes at
his best friend, always the scene was nearly the same whenever Furio dropped
by. Furio had been the one to pay for Sophia�s emergency surgery to save her
life, and now the Garasi family now indebted themselves to him fully. Furio
knew that Enzo�s father, the late Nunzio Garasi had been killed back in Napoli
during the wars between Zio Vittorio (Furio�s old family) and the Buccilla�s,
the rival Camorran family. Back in Italy Furio and Enzo would have been enemies,
but here. Here in this new land, they were the best of friends.
� �Furio, Furio!� the
elder woman of the Garasi clan came forward with a smile on her face for Furio.
She briefly hugged him and then turned to her 28 year old son Enzo as she swung
a wooden spoon at him, �Go stir the sauce, what�s the matter with you Enzo!�
she chided him lightly. �Get the wine out too!�
� �Ok, Ok, Mama!� Enzo
kissed his mother grabbed the spoon out of her hand and disappeared into the
kitchen.
� �Furio, mio angelo.�
Maria kissed him once respectfully on his smooth face, then ran her hands down
his strong well muscled shoulders as she always did, �You getting to skinny eh?
I make some nice soup, and pane
casareccio as well as pasta for you.�
� �You always take
very good care of me, Signora Sophia.�
He gave the elder woman a light hug back. �Believe me; I not get skinny with
your wonderful cooking.�
�� These New
Yorkers,� Sophia huffed, �They not know how to cook at all. You come here for
real Napoli food!�
� �I always do.� He
joked for a few more moments with the two women and then pulled Enzo out of the
kitchen so the two could go talk in private in his bedroom.
�� Enzo had bought a
bottle of homemade wine and some glasses which he poured for him and Furio. �So
I have been listening on the docks about this fellow, Dalmazzio.� Enzo lit up
two cigarettes and handed one to Furio, �Apparently he is not much liked in his
own crew as well.�
�� Furio quirked an
eyebrow at this, �Really? But this transport must bring in a lot of �� he made
the sign for money, ��For his bosses, yes?�
� �Yes, no.� Enzo
chuckled slightly and took a long draught of wine. �Money for Dalmazzio, yes.
But very little going up the chain to the larger fish, eh?�
� Furio understood
now, Dalmazzio was doing this on the side, which was all well and fine, but he
was shorting his bosses severely on their cut and tribute. �Figlia di puttana�� Furio murmured under
his breath. �So if something were to say, happen to him?�
�� As long as his Masters got a big share, what
the fuck they care?� Enzo nodded dourly. �Besides, from what I understand
through the grapevine�� he lowered his voice and made another gesture, a
Camorran gesture of �keep your silence on
this�, ��From what I hear, your Soprano�s and Carmine Lupertazzi�s are not
the best of buddies, eh? Apparently the underboss Johnny Sacrimoni has been
spotted here and there driving off to late night meetings with this Tony
Soprano.�
�� Vaffanculo!� Furio swore softly
at what this information revealed to him. New and dark doors were opening up,
dangerous doors and dangerous decisions.
� �And just to add
frosting to the cake,� Enzo hinted with a grin as he took a drag off his
cigarette and poured him and Furio more wine, �I checked into Lorena�s story
through the underground. It checks out well and fine, she is honest. But, what
she doesn�t know is that it was the Lupertazzi�s who originally caused problems
with her family back in Sicily. The Lupertazzi�s are a Sicilian connection and
the main connection they have there in Palermo is Bruno Manganello, it was his Famiglia who have been warring with
Lorena�s clan the Cavaseno�s. Lorena�s being here is not so
innocent as she thinks, The Lupertazzi�s hope indeed she brings the rest of her
family here where the Cavaseno�s can either suffer a mysterious fate on their
voyage here, or worse�Arrive here and be�� Enzo didn�t finish the sentence; he
just made the gesture of a gun with his hand, the universal sign of an
execution.
� �Thus giving this
Reggie Dalmazzio the open door to be the Lupertazzi connection to the
Manganello�s back in Sicily.� Furio finished the sentence a cruel look in his
dark blue eyes.
� �Oh yes,� Enzo
nodded, glad to see Furio was on the same wavelength, �But the Lupertazzi�s,
they don�t know about all the side work and indiscretions this Dalmazzio has
been doing, and my gut reaction says that Dalmazzio may just bail out on the
Lupertazzi family altogether and work exclusively for the Manganello�s in Sicily.
That way Dalmazzio can escape the Lupertazzi�s once and for all, but continue
his work as a �transporter�.�
� Furio roughly
stubbed out his cigarette on the windowsill of Enzo�s room and flung it angrily
down below; glancing briefly outside to make sure no one had been listening in.
He closed the window and swung around back towards Enzo. �I will not ask you to
do this thing, Enzo. In fact it better you not get involved with me on this.�
� �No�� Enzo held up a
hand interrupting Furio before he could continue. He could see the quiet rage
and the dark planning in his friends deep eyes, he knew what Furio was going to
do, knew it with unbending resolve that the Neapolitan enforcer and assassin
was going to take out Dalmazzio once and for all. �No.� Enzo spoke calmly
again. �Furio, you are like a brother to me, always you have helped us, the
other people here. My mother she is right to call you the avenging angel, you
do not have to do these things that you do for so many of us. In fact I don�t
see others here so quick to help out each other, but you...� He stood up and
faced his friend, �You have put all on the line to not only help out your
fellow countrymen, whether they are from Napoli, Sicily, regardless�But you are
like our protector, yes? A dark man indeed, a deadly man indeed, and very
skilled in what you do. But you have something that so many here do not have,
integrity. How can I not follow where you lead Furio when I believe the same in
my heart as well, I just don�t have the brains or the planning that you do.�
� Furio just ducked
his head a moment unable to look his close friend in the eye, humbled by Enzo�s
honest words of loyalty to him.
�� Giancarlo, I know
he would feel the same way,� Enzo now stood up and placed one hand on Furio�s
muscular shoulder, �Lead us Furio and we will follow you. To bite alone at the
heels of a great Bear is ineffective, but for a pack of determined wolves, we
can bring that bear to its knees. You are that leader Furio. We trust you; we
go where you lead, without question.�
� �Thank you Enzo.�
The two men briefly embraced in friendship, �To know you are at my side and
covering my back makes me feel secure. I will talk personally to Giancarlo
tomorrow as well, and two days from now, the three of us will first go to
Rudy�s hardware to finish business there, then later that same day, we will
kill this Dalmazzio.�
� Enzo just nodded. �I
will set a discreet trail on Reggie Dalmazzio then so we know at all times
where he is. I have a feeling once Rudolfo Pandellino disappears, Reggie will
get as nervous as a bride on her wedding night.�
� Both men nodded as Maria
then called out, �Stop talking business you two! Dinner is ready!�
� Furio and Enzo went
to the small kitchen, where for a brief time Furio was transported back to his
homeland of Naples, Italy with conversation in the Napoli dialect and his
favorite Neapolitan foods. He was honored to have such people as these in his
life.
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