It was the early morning hours of December the 9th 1932. It was your average cold december night, Slightly raining and the wind all but dead. It was the kind of night that would show Vinnie The Chin Gigante and his closest friends an opportunity. Half past midnight the Chin phoned his associate's AT, Phil-Leotardo , Marie_ DeAmor, Michael_Torretta, Paulie_Caprisi, Aldo_Trapani, Mike-Stud, Tino_Fiumara and Sarai3_Goodfella. After an hour of organizing and bickering the plan that was conceived was a go, and the job was lined up.

Gigante had gotten word from one of his numerous associates that there was going to be a truckload of fine men’s Italian suits leaving the port of New York for the bustling New York City garment district.

Vincent "The Chin" Gigante had a pension for fine suits. He had an even bigger pension for earning cash. All Gigante ever seemed to want to do was impress the people around him. An hour passed, and the crew was all together to plan the hijacking in a vacant lot. The Chin spoke up.-

Chin- "All the laughs and giggles aside guy’s this is a huge opportunity for us to impress the people were associated with." "We need them to know we’re willing to get our hands dirty and put in work." "When I got the word about this truck I didn't hesitate to call you’s guys up." "This is important!"

The Chin’s words were well understood by his friends. They knew the kind of man he was and how serious he was about making his money. The planning continued and the crew began to pile into their vehicles. The rag tag crew headed to the staging point and GIgante along with his faithful girlfriend Marie_DeAmor blocked the would be path of the truck.

AT, Michael_Torretta, Aldo_Trapani and Paulie Caprisi  had pulled their car around the corner on Mott Street while Phil-Leotardo, Tino_Fiumara, Mike-Stud and Sarai3_Goodfella waited further down the block.

Thirty minutes passed and the rain was beating down heavy. The crew waited patiently until Phil_Leotardo noticed the headlights of their target truck in his rear view mirror.  Phil flashed his lights to alert Gigante and Marie to exit there supposed broke down vehicle.

The truck driver noticed the broke down car in the middle of the road and came to a stop just feet before the stranded couple. The truck driver put his vehicle in park, Turned off the engine and began to exit when suddenly from around the corner and behind him the sounds of tires screeching roared.

Before the driver had time to start his truck and react, The Chin with his gun drawn was on the running board in his window ready to fire. Gigante beings to speak to the terrified driver.-

Chin- "Is this truck worth your life?"

Driver- "I have kids please, It’s not worth it!"

Chin- "Then I suggest you get the fuck outta here, and say this was blacks from Harlem."

Driver- "It was the nigga’s you got it man."

Gigante opens the door for the terrified truck driver and says "Beat It!"

The truck driver gone the boys opened the truck to see what kind of a pay day they were in for. To their amazement it was better than they had expected. The truck had been stocked to the brim with the finest of men’s Italian suits. The hijacking had turned out to be a hell of a score for the crew.

A few days passed and the crew had fenced there suits for a hefty profit. The chin invited the group over for Sunday dinner with him and Marie. After dinner was done the money was brought out and divided. Gigante spoke up to his friend’s.-

Chin- "Remember to take a portion of your end and kick it up the ladder." "Were trying to make a name for ourselves here."

Everyone happy with their cut, The night went on and joke’s were had and everyone was all shits and giggles. When suddenly AT mentions the driver and his ability to tell the right story.

Gigante looking at AT says to him.-

Chin- "Fugetaboutit"