we ain’t got nothing to be afraid of. We didn't do anything wrong. We come clean; tell her what we know. She is smart; she'll see we had nothing to do with it. She'll know what to do," he responded, actually believing what he was saying.
Luis Ruiziano was the head of one of the biggest Chicago crime syndicates ever to hold power. A status bestowed upon him by the Giordano Family, who wanted nothing to do with Chicago. By supplying both the muscle and finances, Mr. Ruiziano attained the position of capo rather quickly. His loyalty was tested and proven on several occasions, earning the trust of both Felicia and Fabio, as well as other members of the family. As a result, he was allowed to keep most of his profits from illegal gambling, prostitution, and the numbers racket with only a small percentage reverting to the Giordano Family. It was the same arrangement made between most of the crime families operating in the United States. They all had a stake in the success of the Giordano's since their influence on public officials and those that enforced the law spanned across the entire United States, and they were unprecedented by any other organization. Additionally, their ability to gather intelligence against any organization, or person, was envied by all.
Most of the families rallied behind Leo Russo when the news of Fabio's death and the attempted murder of Felicia hit the airways. As Leo Russo and his sons, Encino and Jimmy, took the reins of leadership, many families sent soldiers in support of the Giordano family while Felicia lay in the hospital. Other members of the Giordano family quickly moved up the ranks to fill any voids left by the loss of Fabio Giordano.
Luis Ruiziano knew when Miss Giordano returned to her position, she would launch an investigation into the murder of her brother and the attempt on her life. However, he had already advised Leo Russo to let him know when Felicia would be able to talk to him; he had valuable information on the identity of the assassin.
Two and a half months after Fabio and Felicia Giordano had been shot, Luis Ruiziano received a call on the special phone. This phone had been set as a means to contact the assassin they knew as Nick Costello.
Surprised to hear the phone ring, Luis Ruiziano answered with some hesitation. "Hello, who is this?" he asked.
"Where is my money?" the voice on the other side asked.
"What are you talking about? What money?" asked Ruiziano.
"I'm not going to ask you again! The money better be there before the end of tomorrow?" the voice insisted.
"Wait! What are you talking about?" Ruiziano asked, now realizing with alarm who was on the other end of the phone.
There was hesitation on the other end.
"The money for taking out the Giordanos," was the response Ruiziano heard.
"What! Are you out of your fucking mind? I never authorized a hit on the Giordanos. I swear I didn't," Ruiziano was now shouting into the phone.
Remembering to whom he was talking, Ruiziano calmed down. "Mister, I swear I didn't order a hit on the Giordanos," Ruiziano now said in a steady voice.
Again, there was silence on the other end of the phone, then, "Someone ordered the hit from this phone. I found the papers in the agreed locations and half the money," the voice said.
"I swear I didn't order the hit, but I promise you I will look into the matter. I have no reason to want the Giordanos dead. I swear it," Luis Ruiziano told him.
Once again the phone went silent, and then in a cold and chilling voice Luis Ruiziano heard, "I am going to assume you are telling me the truth. So I am going away for a while. It might be several weeks or several months, but when next I call, you had better have a satisfactory answer for me." The phone went dead as Luis Ruiziano heard him hang up.
Ruiziano immediately launched an investigation into how someone in his own organization could have ordered a hit on Fabio and Felicia Giordano, and who it was. Only a few men had access to his office and the information on how to contact the assassin. He had no way of knowing when the hit was ordered, making it virtually impossible to find the culprit. After a few weeks, he was still unable to determine who could have issued the order, and with the recovery of Miss Giordano, his time had run out.
The Past Catches Up
Chicago/October
Hearing his boss, Luis Ruiziano, announce the recovery of Felicia Giordano sent chills through Tom’s bones. He knew now it was simply a matter of time before she began her own investigation into who contacted the assassin and ordered the hit on her and her brother. He only had, maybe, a few weeks before he had to disappear.
Twenty years ago he escaped from being poisoned simply because he was a recovering alcoholic. Soon after, he and his wife moved to Chicago under the assumed names of Tom and Kathy Diasparra.
Both he and his wife were from mob families. Tom's father had been a soldier for the Costellino family, and Kathy's uncle, who raised her, was the head of one of the underground casinos owned by the same family. They met at one of the functions thrown by the families and instantly fell in love. They were part of this world, and knew the risks and rewards offered by this style of life. On more than one occasion they found themselves together at a safe house during one of the many wars that erupted between the different families.
After arriving in Chicago, Tom and Kathy began to plan. Tom joined a local crime family and began working his way up the ladder from the bottom of the organization, around the same time that the Giordano family took control over most of the U.S. outfit. He was readily accepted as he repeatedly proved himself to be both cunning and ruthless. His planning had paid off when just after five years in the organization he was moved to lieutenant in the Ruiziano crime family.
Now all his planning was in jeopardy. He knew if he rushed into anything it could cost him his life. He had to back off and rethink his strategy.
When he got home he could see by the look on Kathy's face she had already heard the news about Felicia Giordano's recovery.
"Tom, what are we going to do?" she asked him as he walked into the apartment.
"Nothing right now. We need to plan our escape without letting anyone know. I will return to work tomorrow just like any other day. I'll try to shift any suspicion towards some of the other men to buy us some time. In the meantime, you need to keep all this to yourself and tell no one about any plans to leave town. Our lives hang in the balance," Tom told her. She nodded, fully understanding the consequences.
"I know, honey, I was there too. Remember? I will never forget seeing our friends keel over, remembering how they looked as they gasped for air," she told him as tears rolled down her face.
"I know, honey. We just got to be extra careful now," he told her as he held her in his arms.
It was on July 11, 1964, when Kathy and Tom attended the funeral services of Bolnaldo Costellino, and then the breakfast at La Ristorante. Tom had always been quick to size up a situation and knew it was time to get out of town before the body count added one more. They didn't wait around for the police. In fact, they were already on their way out of town before the last ambulance left the scene. In those days he was a 2nd lieutenant in the Costellino crime family and known to all as Joseph Coleto.
When he arrived in Chicago he kept abreast of what happened back in New York. He ordered a copy of all of the New York papers. After a short spell it was evident the Giordano family had carried out the massacre at La Ristorante. Several months of investigation led to no arrests; it appeared the Giordano's had gotten away with it.
Both Kathy and Tom were outraged and swore to someday avenge the death of their friends. It was Kathy who suggested they use the knowledge Tom had about contacting the assassin; a risk Tom was willing to take. So that no one would be the wiser, Kathy was the one who managed to get into the office of Luis Ruiziano. She received the call from Theo Gresco at a time when the Chicago family was in New York attending a Giordano function. Except for one soldier who remained downstairs, completely unaware of the back entrance, there was no one in the building to stop Kathy from getting in and taking Theo’s call.
During her conversation with the assassin, she instructed him