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| Who Killa Da Chief? | Started by: Carmelo_Gotti on Jan 08, '09 16:13 |
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Cosa Nostra's expansion into New Orleans was continuing as expected. Money was being made every other week. Just briefly after Carmelo's arrival he met up with a bunch of young paisans who also came from the same area in Sicily. Fortunately for Carmelo they had connections to one of the local Mafia Clans, run by a man only known to the public as "Muqtada"...a mysterious name yet powerful as well. His reputation among the people was that he was a modest man. He had a low key way of operating, but also was very ruthless when disposing of his victims. Many of whom disappeared and were never seen again. It was among legend in the area that the victims of the Mafia were often disposed along the swamps owned by Mr. Muqtada and his Mafia Family. Once disposed of, the alligators nearby would swim along and eat the remains of the bodies, leaving no evidence behind for the police. In the meantime, Carmelo and his friends who included Charles and Anthony Matranga (The Matranga brothers), Antonio Scaffidi and Carlo Traina all got a job at a fruit market in the West Bank of New Orleans under a man named Joe Macheca, who was known as a big time fruit importer and a powerful mafiosi from the area. During the day Carmelo and his paisan would work in the fruit market. It was here that Carmelo ran into a woman that he came over to America with. Her name was Zarine, wealthy woman in her early 20's. Her background was Middle Eastern and Scottish/English decent. Her father, Sayat was in fact a wealthy oil businessman and owned a number of companies in Saudi Arabia. It turned out that Mr. Macheca had agreed to host a catering of a large event in New Orleans for Mr. Sayat while he was in town. Zarine had moved here to get away from the European lifestyle and decided to setup in the United States and enjoy the American dream. Anyway, this is a story that is to be talked about another time... After the day was done at the fruit market the men got themselves ready for the night. A couple of businesses in the area were not paying their protection money to the boss. And so the time had come for some messages to be sent. Originally the simple letters were delivered to the local businesses as such: Dear Mr. Petrucci, Your business has had much success over the past years, and it is because of this that we would like to offer you our services in exchange for money. Bring $10,000 in cash to the corner of lexigton and bourbon st. If you do not perform this task, we fear you may have no job left over! Sincerely, The Black Hand Many of the business owners reported this to the police but some of the locals were not convinced. As a result, the crew of Sicilians bombed three local restaurants in the neighborhood at around 2 o'clock in the morning. The explosions were heard all over the city, and police and fire sirens were heard as they flocked to the burning sites in an attempt to contain the fire. The next day the Newspaper published all the headlines regarding the bombings that had taken place. They all claimed that it was a Mafia Crime, and continued to bash the Italian immigrants as "The Dirt of Europe!". Even the Police Chief in the New Orleans Police Department, James Hennessy was extremely racist towards Italians. As a result he started cracking down on the local Italian communities arresting scores of Italian men between the ages fo 16 and 75 searching them for weapons regardless of them being armed or not. Many were known to be good citizens. Carmelo and his friends were able to escape the crack down and fled the city just as it began. Weeks later they would return only to find the Police Chief still cracking down on the Mafia. In fact, the latest newspaper gave out a quote made by Hennessy that would cost him his life...it read as follows "Southern Italians and Sicilians.... the most idle, vicious and worthless among us.... They are without courage, honour, truth, pride, religion or any quality that goes to make good citizens...I intend to put an end to these infernal Dago disturbances, even if it proves necessary to wipe out every one of you from the face of the earth." This infuriated Carmelo and his fellow mafiosi, and so they began planning for the hit to go down. They waited outside of the police station only to follow him home day after day to be able to find out where he lived. And so a few weeks later, Mr. Hennessy left the police station with two other associats and walked towards their neighborhood. Carmelo and the Matranga brothers in the mean time set themselves up across the street. Carmelo was armed with a Lupara and the brothers both had revolvers. A young boy by the name of Enzo DeFilippo was walking around the area and was the look out for the three assassins across the street. As the three police officers came closer to their homes, they split off heading down seperate streets. Hennessy was now by himself, and as he came to his house he started to unlock his door when the small boy walked right by whistling...which was the signal to the hitmen that their target was now there. And so, they opened fire filling the Police Chief full of lead. The gun shots echoed throughout the streets and they then quickly fled the scene. The Mafia's presence in the city was renewed, and very few would question their authority....so they thought. |
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