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Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Poll Results: Do you think the Genovese will follow the Gambino's and name an official boss?

  26 (12%)
  99 (46%)
Danny Leo will take over officially when he gets out
  30 (14%)
Barney Bellomo will be tapped when his parole is done

Our readers agree that the Genovese will not be naming a new boss anytime soon.
  57 (26%)

Feds profit off mobster's hidden treasure

An unusual government auction of some cash once held by a Chicago mob boss is over.
In this Intelligence Report: Dozens of $500 and $1,000 bills owned by Frank Calabrese Sr. have fetched a small fortune.
It is rare to get money from the Outfit without having to pay it back -- plus some sizable interest. That's what they call a juice loan. Federal authorities, though, not only took some mob money found hidden in the walls of a home where boss Frank "the Breeze" Calabrese lived, they have sold it all at auction for a profit.

Three-quarters of a million dollars in cash was found stashed inside a basement wall, behind a Calabrese family montage at the Oak Brook home where Frank "the Breeze" once lived. The money was seized as part of the famed Operation Family Secrets case, during which Calabrese was convicted of numerous gangland killings and is now serving a life sentence.
Over the past two weeks, an auction site has conducted online bidding for 125 of the bills, rare denominations of $500 and $1,000.
Federal officials say the U.S. Marshals service sold all 82 $500 bills and 43 $1,000 bills for more than face value. That means the government made at least $84,000 from the sale and likely hauled in more than $100,000.
On the open market today, such rare bills often sell for more than the face value, and a spokesman for the U.S. attorney said some of Calabrese's currency went for considerably more than the $500 or $1,000 face value denomination.
Authorities now have four days to confirm bids and two weeks to file a court notice of exactly how much was made in gross sales, which minus auction expenses, will be used to reduce Calabrese's hefty court-imposed fines and restitution.
Other Calabrese property seized from his home, including 1,000 pieces of diamond jewelry, is to be auctioned as well.
The feds say they hope to have all the final figures from the cash auction tallied by Labor Day. It is unclear where Frank Calabrese obtained the exotic bills.
Calabrese and the other bosses convicted in Family Secrets still have appeals pending in federal court.


Alleged mobster accused of two hits and pizzeria shakedowns denied bail

Francis (BF) Guerra, whose in-laws own L&B Spumoni Gardens pizzeria, is accused of extorting a rival pizzeria owner and was indicted in two gangland hits.
Francis (BF) Guerra, whose in-laws own L&B Spumoni Gardens pizzeria, is accused of extorting a rival pizzeria owner and was indicted in two gangland hits. 
A Brooklyn judge has rejected a proposed $2 million bail package for a reputed Colombo crime associate charged with two gangland murders and the shakedown of a pizzeria.

Magistrate Cheryl Pollak ruled Monday that federal prosecutors had convinced her that Francis (BF) Guerra is a danger to the community and must remain in jail.

Guerra, indicted this month in the murders of Joseph Scopo and Michael DeVine, is accused of extorting money from"The Square" pizzeria owner Gene Lombardo in Staten Island last year.

Guerra's in-laws own L&B Spumoni Gardens in Brooklyn, considered one of the best slices of pizza in the city, and accused Lombardo of stealing their recipe. 

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

The story of how Gambino family hitmen tracked down mob snitch Sammy "the Bull" Gravano in Arizona for the ultimate revenge

Surveillance photo of Mafia leaders John Gotti...Surveillance photo of Mafia leaders John Gotti, Sammy Gravano, Victor Amuso and Anthony CassoSalvatore “Sammy the Bull” Gravano was a criminal for most of his life. He was a tough guy who used violence and intimidation to impose his will on others. In 1976 he became a member of the Gambino crime family, eventually becoming underboss to John Gotti. In the world of organized crime, Gravano was a very dangerous and powerful man. Although law enforcement and his colleagues and associates knew about him, he was able to ply his trade for many years and remain virtually unknown to the general public.
All that changed in 1991 when Gravano burst on the national scene by doing the unthinkable. He flipped and became a government witness against Gotti. Prior to that, federal prosecutors had suffered a series of courtroom losses at the hands of Gotti’s attorneys, earning the flamboyant boss the nickname “Teflon Don.” But in 1992, Gravano’s testimony was instrumental in Gotti’s racketeering conviction, which resulted in a sentence of life in prison without the possibility of parole. Thanks in large part to Sammy Gravano, Gotti’s Teflon had turned to Velcro.   As part of his deal with the government Gravano admitted to myriad criminal activities, including taking part in 19 murders. However, his value to prosecutors as a witness against Gotti was such that he received a token sentence of five years in prison and admittance into the federal Witness Protection Program.  Gravano’s defection was viewed in different ways by the public.
To those to whom Gotti had become a kind of cult hero over the years, Gravano was the ultimate rat; a traitorous cur to be held in total contempt. Others thought he was as bad as Gotti and that the government had erred in giving the admitted killer the deal of the century. And some considered him a hero for having the guts to help rid society of the likes of John Gotti. Gravano’s organized crime associates also had mixed opinions. Some disliked Gotti because he disregarded Mafia protocol when he orchestrated the 1985 murder of then Gambino boss Paul Castellano, without getting permission from the Commission. Others became disenchanted with Gotti and his apparent infatuation with the media. The Mafia was, after all, a secret society. Being in the public eye was not good for secrecy or for business. They shed no tears upon Gotti’s departure.
However, most felt that overall, the Gravano situation was an embarrassment to organized crime in general and to the Gambinos in particular. In addition to that prevalent feeling on the part of the rank and file, there were other Gottis still in positions of power within the family. Gotti’s son, John Gotti Jr., his brother Peter, and other relatives undoubtedly harbored ill will toward Gravano. It seemed a no-brainer that at some point there would be an attempt at retribution. The question was when it would happen.
Gravano received an early release from prison and went back into the community as a member of the Witness Protection Program, making him a difficult target for his adversaries. But in 1995 he voluntarily left the Program. During a TV interview following his release Gravano made this bold announcement:
“They send a hit team down, I’ll kill them. They better not miss, because even if they get me, there will still be a lot of body bags going back to New York. I’m not afraid. I don’t have it in me. I’m too detached maybe. If it happens, fuck it. A bullet in the head is pretty quick. You go like that! It’s better than cancer. I’m not meeting you in Montana on some fuckin’ farm. I’m not sitting here like some jerk-off with a phony beard. I’ll tell you something else: I’m a fuckin’ pro. If someone comes to my house, I got a few little surprises for them. Even if they win, there might be surprises.”
Gravano’s bravado aside, now that he was on the loose and out from under the government’s veil of protection, if his enemies could locate him he’d be vulnerable. For Sammy Gravano, the clock was ticking.
Getting Started In 1999, the Gambinos were ready to make their move. Peter Gotti had a coded conversation with his incarcerated brother John at the federal prison in Marion, Illinois. That discussion concerned an article in a Phoenix, Arizona newspaper that stated Gravano was living in the Phoenix area and was running a construction company. It was known that Gravano’s wife Debbie, who claimed she had left him, and children were in the Phoenix area. But was Sammy really there too? After the prison meeting, Peter Gotti ordered former Gravano crew member Thomas “Huck” Carbonaro to head a two-man reconnaissance team to Phoenix.
To accompany him, Carbonaro selected Gambino associate, electronics expert and bank robber, Sal “Fat Sal” Mangiavillano, who at times tipped the scales at around 400 pounds.  Huck Carbonaro was never much of an earner for the family. He’d taken over Gravano’s loansharking book, estimated to be worth more than $2 million, after Gravano flipped. But after a while most of the customers refused to pay back a “rat’s money” and the cash flow dried up.  However, according to federal prosecutors, what Carbonaro was good at was killing. In addition, he’d been part of Gravano’s crew and knew the man and his habits well. And as a bonus, his wife continued to have telephone contact with Gravano’s wife, providing the potential to gather valuable intelligence.
For those reasons Carbonaro was a logical choice for such an important assignment. In what would later prove to be an ironic twist, the feds alleged that while travelling cross-country, Carbonaro confided to Mangiavillano that of the many people he’d killed, the only murder he regretted was that of his good friend Nicholas “Nicky Cowboy” Mormando, who was slain on Gravano’s orders for violating the family’s policy of not dealing drugs. But later on, Gravano changed his position on the issue of distributing drugs and became a drug trafficker himself.
Fat Sal’s reputation was the opposite of Carbonaro’s. He wasn’t known as a killer. His reputation in the criminal underworld was as a highly skilled thief, who led a crew of Mob associates that specialized in bank burglaries, bank robberies, and auto theft. He was a master of electronic gadgetry and a valuable earner for the family.
Sal was also known for his resourcefulness. He’d committed more than 30 bank burglaries from Brooklyn to South Carolina, usually by angling a homemade gaff and three-pronged spears into night deposit boxes to pluck out the loot. During one Queens, New York, heist he rigged a remote controlled drill to cut through concrete and steel. His organized crime pals dubbed his capers “Fat Sallie Productions.”
After an 18-month prison stretch in the mid-1990s for bank burglary, during which his weight dropped to a svelte 225 pounds, Sal was deported to Argentina, where his parents were living when he was born. From Argentina he traveled to his parents’ birthplace in Sicily. After that he went on to visit friends in Montreal, Canada, and then to Toronto. However, he longed to get back into the United States, and slipped into the country by riding a Jet Ski across the Niagara River.
Once again in Brooklyn in late 1999, the 35-year-old Mangiavillano reunited with his wife and three young children. He also put the word out to his criminal associates that he was back and available for work. It was important for guys like Sal to let their presence be known quickly. If they didn’t, upon discovery their friends might think they’d kept silent because they were cooperating with the law or had become weak, making them untrustworthy or unreliable. Such impressions could affect their ability to earn, and even be hazardous to their health.
Huck Carbonaro was among those who heard of Sal’s return. Carbonaro had gone on scores with Sal in the past. His nephew, Tommy Dono, was a member of Sal’s bank burglary crew. And several years earlier when Sal heard that a family associate from another crew was making Carbonaro’s excessive weight the butt of his jokes, Sal and three of his friends went to the bar where the offender hung out. The joint was full of the guy’s friends. Sal and one of his buddies dragged the man outside and beat him mercilessly. One of Sal’s other two friends stationed himself at the bar’s door to block the victim’s pals from intervening. The other sat in their car with gun in hand, prepared to shoot if the bar patrons got out the door and tried to interfere with Sal’s administration of justice. Later, when Carbonaro asked Sal the motive for the beating, he said it was because the victim had been making fun of Carbonaro. Sal’s action placed him in high esteem in Carbonaro’s eyes.
Shortly after Sal announced his return, Carbonaro received his marching orders regarding Gravano. Although Sal had never committed murder for the family before, Carbonaro knew he was willing to commit violence. And he liked the way Sal handled himself, his abilities with electronics and gadgets, and his talent for overcoming obstacles. Equally important, he trusted him. Confident that Sal had what it took to be a valuable partner in the assassination plot, he invited him along. He then explained the potential rewards. If they were successful, Carbonaro would be promoted to captain. Fat Sal would have made his bones and become a made man—a full member of the Gambino family.
To many up and coming mobsters, getting made was a giant step up the career ladder. But not to Sal. Over the years he’d done quite well for himself as an associate. To him, being a made man would subject him to much tighter control by the family. He’d have to live by another standard of Mafia rules. That would change his lifestyle in a way he wasn’t excited about. But Sal felt that once asked, he couldn’t say no. In the Mob, refusing Carbonaro’s request for help might have cost him his own life. So in late December, the pair headed for Phoenix.  Their assignment: Locate and assassinate Sammy Gravano, the super-rat.

The Mission – Part I
Fat Sal provided the transportation for the trip. He retrieved his 1992 Mercury Grand Marquis from his parents’ garage, where it had been stashed since 1995. It had been Sal’s work car and was last used in a bank burglary prior to Sal retiring it. He was confident the Mercury hadn’t been bugged by law enforcement, and it was equipped with secret compartments behind the dashboard for hiding weapons, money, or contraband.
After installing a new battery, Sal left the sanctuary of the garage. As was his habit from doing bank burglaries, his head was on a swivel as he checked his surroundings for any signs of suspicious persons or vehicles.
Sal knew the caper he was embarking on was much more serious than a bank score. Unlike a bank, Sammy Gravano would fight back. If he felt threatened he’d use lethal force without hesitation. And if he and Carbonaro were able to kill the traitor before he killed them, they could still face death. If caught and convicted, Arizona could sentence them to execution. And waiting in the wings would be the feds, ready to pursue a charge of murder in aid or racketeering, which also carried the death penalty and was not exempted by the double jeopardy rule.
Sal picked Carbonaro up at a pre-arranged location. He opened one of the secret compartments and Carbonaro placed a large amount of cash inside. Sal opened a second compartment in which he and his passenger deposited their new identification documents—New Jersey boater’s licenses. Carbonaro’s was in the name of Paul Milano and Sal’s was issued as Henry Payne. He chose that name because he thought it sounded more American. In order to get the IDs in New Jersey where Sal had connections, he had paid a corrupt worker in the department of motor vehicles $500 per license. Carbonaro also placed a piece of paper in the compartment that contained Gravano’s wife’s address, and the address of a pizzeria that Gravano’s son owned. Carbonaro’s wife had obtained the information through a telephone conversation she’d had with Debbie Gravano.
Although it was nice to have that information, Sal thought it was very possible that Debbie had in fact left Sammy as she claimed. He based that opinion on the fact that one of the 19 murder victims Sammy admitted to in his plea deal was Debbie’s brother. So knowing Debbie’s home address didn’t necessarily mean they’d find Sammy there too.
Stopping only when necessary, by the early morning hours of their second day on the road Sal and Huck were nearing Amarillo, Texas. At that point they encountered a severe snowstorm that closed down the highways. The number of stranded motorists exceeded the available hotel and motel accommodations and people had to be put up wherever room could be found. The would-be hit men took sanctuary in the basement of a church. After three nights the storm cleared and the journey resumed.
Upon arriving in Phoenix, Carbonaro grew a beard and put hoop earrings in each ear. Although such appearance-altering is taboo when crime family members or associates are representing the family, they are widely accepted when on a murder assignment. Sal didn’t make any physical changes, but did start to wear sunglasses and a baseball cap at all times. Using their New Jersey-issued boater’s licenses as identification, obtaining Arizona driver’s licenses was a piece of cake. After that, booking flights or renting rooms or vehicles was easy.
Even if the article about Gravano being in Phoenix was true, Sal and Huck anticipated it would take some time to find him. According to the newspaper story, Sammy was running a construction business. So they decided to begin their hunt by researching Phoenix-area construction companies. Using the public library as their office, they verified the addresses they had for Debbie Gravano and her son’s pizzeria. And then, using a library computer, Sal located a site listing construction businesses and typed “Gravano” in the search box. To his amazement, he got a listing for the newly-created “Marathon Pool, Inc.” In silence he turned to Huck and pointed to the screen. Marathon had been the name of Gravano’s construction company back in New York.
Another page listed the names of the people associated with the company. Sammy’s name wasn’t there, but Debbie’s and the children were. Sal and Huck agreed that there was no way Debbie and the kids were actually running Marathon Pool. It had to be Sammy’s operation.
Excited, they left the library, bought a city map and drove to the address of Marathon Pool, near 45th Street and University Drive. It was a one-story structure, with what appeared to be brand new heavy equipment parked in back. Two Lexus cars with tinted windows and chrome wheels were parked in front. As Sal took in the setup, it reminded him of a Mob hangout in Brooklyn. Sal commented to Huck, “We ran up on a den of rats.”
Sal’s conclusion was based on more than the parked cars. He and Huck were both aware of the existence of a taped conversation in which a former Colombo family associate-turned-government-witness, bragged to relatives that as soon as he got out of Witness Protection, he planned to join Gravano in Arizona and they’d start their own family. That tape had been released as exculpatory evidence in a Colombo family case in federal court. Huck and Sal suspected they’d found Sammy and another rat or two as well.
Next they scouted the area to see where they could conduct a surveillance of what they were sure was Sammy’s business. There was no satisfactory place to park to watch the building. Gravano was no slouch. If he noticed a suspicious vehicle in the area he’d know it wasn’t law enforcement. He’d either start shooting or get spooked and take extra precautions, becoming an even more difficult target.
This would probably be the most important murder the Gambino or any other organized crime family had ever committed. The preparations had to be precise. Any misstep would likely blow the hit and cost Sal and Huck their lives in the process. If Gravano didn’t get them, the cops might. And if they survived Sammy and the law, there was a strong possibility that the Gambinos would bump them off as punishment for the screw-up. Huck and Sal had to plan it right. They would not get a second chance.
How were they going to whack Sammy? That was the question Huck and Sal kept asking themselves. The Marathon Pool office was a bad location for the hit. At best they’d have to hide in back of the building where the heavy equipment was parked and hope to pick Gravano off sniper-style.
Their next spot to check out was Debbie’s address. They now believed Sammy was either living there or had an apartment nearby. It was a sprawling ranch home located on Secretariat Drive. As with the Marathon office, parking was a problem. There were no vehicles parked on the street. They were all in their private driveways. Vehicle surveillance there would be spotted quickly. However, there was a large expanse of vacant land behind the house and they’d picked up information that Debbie kept riding horses on the property. They spotted a trail that was probably used when the horses were ridden. There was a possibility that if Sammy rode the horses and they could learn his riding habits, they could hide on the trail and ambush him during his ride.
Huck and Sal next went to the pizza restaurant owned by Gravano’s son. Located in a strip mall, this was the most appealing location of the three. There was a back door leading into the kitchen that was kept open for the pizza delivery man’s use. If they found that Sammy spent time at the restaurant, they could enter through the back door, shoot him, and make their getaway through the same door.
Sal thought of another possibility that might work outside the restaurant. They could park a vehicle right next to Sammy’s car and plant a directional bomb. The device would shoot out 20 12 gauge shotgun shells when the turncoat entered his car. Using a bomb wouldn’t require getting too close to their target and would be safer. And Sal had the expertise necessary to assemble the bomb.
During a couple of days of reconnaissance they scouted every possible route from the pool company office to the Gravano house, every possible route to the pizzeria, and locations where Gravano could be ambushed. Although using a bomb would be safer, a shooting scenario would allow them to stand over the victim and fire a couple of extra rounds into his head just to make sure he was dead.
There was a lot of thought and talk about the manner in which Gravano would die. But a final decision would not be made until additional investigation and surveillance was done.
Having gotten the lay of the land, the pair decided to fly back to New York to spend the holidays with their families. When they returned to Phoenix they’d bring all necessary surveillance and other equipment with them. They were confident that Sammy Gravano would be dead within two months.
Not wanting to fly out of the Phoenix airport, they drove toward Los Angeles on U.S. 10. Still in Arizona, they passed through a town with a big flea market in operation. From travelling in Florida, Sal knew that flea markets sold guns. Spotting a sign on one of the tents advertising guns and ammo, Sal pulled in. They entered the tent and Sal made his way to the handgun display. He asked the clerk to show him a .38 Detective Special. A .38 was the favorite gun of the criminals on Sal’s home turf. It had adequate punch, but wouldn’t exit the victim’s body and hurt an innocent bystander. It was also easy to conceal.
After that he asked to see a .44 Bulldog. The .44 appealed to him because even if Sammy was wearing a bullet proof vest when they caught up with him, this weapon would knock the wind out of him and put him down until the head shots could be administered. Sal negotiated the purchase of both guns.
As Sal was preparing to pay, the merchant noticed the old Los Angeles Raiders cap he was wearing. He asked, “Are you taking these back to LA?” Transporting the guns into California would have been illegal.
“No, I live in Flagstaff,” Sal said smoothly. And then to sweeten the vendor’s pot, he added a 12 gauge shotgun to his arsenal. The transaction was completed without Sal being asked for any identification or having to fill out any forms.
With the guns safely in the trunk of the car, Sal suggested they not take any chances in case the merchant had second thoughts about his customers and made a call to the California cops. With Huck behind the wheel and Sal studying the map, they reversed course and headed back toward Phoenix. About an hour later, they came to a small town with a self-storage facility and pulled in. After renting a space, they drove around to their unit to stash the weapons. The interior of the closet was very dark, which pleased Sal. Finding a nail sticking out of the wall near the ceiling, he used a broom handle to hoist the bag containing the handguns and hook it over the nail. Then he took the shotgun and leaned it up against the wall where it would be easily seen by an intruder. Hopefully, if someone broke in they’d quickly find the shotgun and think that was the only item in the room. The burglar would take the shotgun, but the handguns would be safe.
After securing the guns, Huck and Sal drove to Los Angeles without incident. They put the Mercury in storage and hopped a plane back to New York. After the holidays they’d return with the necessary equipment and the sand would rapidly drain out of the hour glass of Sammy Gravano’s life.

In December 1999, Thomas “Huck” Carbonaro, a made man of the Gambino crime family, and family associate Sal “fat Sal” Mangiavillano, were dispatched to Phoenix, Arizona to locate and kill the ultimate Mob traitor, Sammy “the Bull” Gravano.
The pair found their target and began doing the planning and research necessary to carry out a successful hit. One scenario was to do a traditional shooting, which would require the killers to be in close contact with their victim. Another option was for Sal to assemble a bomb to kill the very dangerous Gravano. Huck and Sal returned to New York City for the Christmas holiday and then got ready to finalize their plans.
The Mission – Part II In late January 2000 the hit men flew back into Los Angeles and brought their surveillance and bomb-making equipment with them. After picking up their car they stopped at an Army surplus store and bought a folding military shovel called an entrenching tool. When Huck asked why they needed the shovel, Sal told him they might have to temporarily bury some of the bomb material until it was needed.
That explanation seemed to satisfy Huck. But it wasn’t completely true. In reality, Sal thought he might need the shovel to dig a grave for Huck. He knew that two people could keep a secret if one of them was dead. If they pulled off the Gravano hit the heat from the feds would be tremendous. Sal was prepared to make sure his partner’s lips were sealed permanently.
They picked up the guns they had purchased previously from the flea market and continued to Phoenix. Upon arriving they sought to rent a hotel suite with a kitchenette so they could eat in and keep out of the public as much as possible. Their first attempt turned out to be a bust. In a low conspiratorial tone, the female desk clerk said, “I shouldn’t be telling you this, but the FBI is in town having a convention and most of our rooms are booked. All we have left is a smoking room.” Sal was a heavy smoker, so that didn’t bother him. But living with the FBI did. Huck was a known made man of the Gambino family and Sal was a known bank robber. It would be way too risky to hang around and possibly be spotted by an agent who knew them. They decided to get out of town for a few weeks and return after the feds cleared out.
Before leaving, they rented a storage unit to stash the weapons and electronic equipment. Then they drove to Las Vegas, stored the car and caught a flight back to New York. Their plan to return to Phoenix got put on hold, though, when the mother of Louie Vallaro, Huck’s crew boss, passed away. Huck had to stay around to attend the funeral for two reasons. The first was a matter of showing respect to his boss. The second was the fact that the FBI would undoubtedly do a surveillance of the funeral. If a guy in Huck’s position wasn’t there, it would be a red flag to the feds. When Gravano was killed, they’d quickly connect the dots.
On February 24, 2000, the day before they were going to leave for Phoenix, Sal was driving alone underneath FDR Drive in New York, when he heard over his car’s radio that Sammy Gravano had been arrested in Phoenix on state drug trafficking charges. Gravano, his wife, son, and daughter, were all alleged to be part of a criminal syndicate dealing the designer drug Ecstasy.
Shortly after the report aired, Sal’s special pager that only Huck had the number for went off. He pulled the car over and called Huck. Sal broke the news to his partner about Gravano’s arrest. They met at a Greenwich Village location an hour later to discuss the situation. The conclusion was that there were no options available to complete the hit. With Gravano back behind bars he was out of their reach. Their mission was over. The Arizona authorities very possibly had unknowingly saved the traitor’s life.
After all the planning and plotting, no one was injured or killed. Only a few people knew about the planned hit, and none of them had a reason to blab about it. So it appeared that all the involved parties would go on with their lives and the attempt to kill Gravano would never be mentioned again.
But things don’t always end up as they first appear.
A Tale to Tell
The story of the plan to kill Gravano didn’t remain a secret for very long. A few months later, Peter Gotti let the cat out of the bag when he complained to Mob associate Michael “Mikey Scars” DiLeonardo that he had spent $70,000 on the Gravano hit and didn’t have a body to show for it. Gotti even questioned whether Carbonaro and Mangiavillano had actually gone to Arizona at all.
And in June 2002, 16 months after Gravano’s arrest, it all became known to law enforcement. At that time, Sal was in jail awaiting an anticipated five to seven year sentence for his guilty plea in a federal racketeering case involving numerous bank burglaries throughout New York City. In addition, his December 2001 indictment under RICO for armed bank robbery and interstate transportation of stolen money was still pending. And besides facing some serious prison time, he was not at all happy with his gangster friends.
The incident that triggered Sal’s unhappiness occurred shortly after he was jailed on the December indictment and involved a Christmas card. The card Sal received was from Huck Carbonaro and contained a check that Sal could deposit in his jail commissary account. The check was in the amount of $50. To Sal, that was an insult. He’d made his organized crime associates lots of money over the years and would have done murder for them. But they had totally ignored him since his arrest. And now Carbonaro slapped him across the face with a $50 offering. “What a piece of garbage,” Sal said of the gift. “That fifty bucks was no more than lunch money.”
Time passed, but Sal’s anger lingered. His colleagues continued to treat him like a leper, increasing his resentment. Sal took stock of his situation, the amount of prison time he was facing and the level of support he was receiving from his colleagues. There was a lot of the former and almost nothing of the latter. The evaluation caused him to conclude that loyalty to the Mob was a one way street. Why should he take it on the chin to protect a bunch of guys who didn’t appreciate him? He decided to test the waters with prosecutors and see if they would be interested in making a deal.
Sal contacted his lawyer. After having refused to speak to the FBI on numerous occasions, he told the attorney he was now willing to be interviewed. At five o’clock the next morning there was a bang on Sal’s cell door. “Mangiavillano, court,” a guard shouted. Sal was taken to the federal courthouse in Brooklyn, and then to an office where his lawyer, a federal prosecutor and two FBI agents were waiting.
“After some pleasantries, we got down to business,” Sal remembers. “The prosecutor said, ‘Sal, you’ve been in prison, you were deported and came back illegally. And you’ve been indicted and arrested again. Quite frankly, you have been out of the loop for a while and we doubt you have any information we need.’
“I said if that’s the way they felt to take me back to the jail. I got up from my chair to head for the door. The prosecutor and the agents chuckled and told me to sit back down. One of the agents asked me what type of information I had. I told him I could implicate Peter Gotti—John Gotti Senior’s brother and the current Gambino family boss—in a murder plot. Were they feds interested in talking deal?”
They were. And what Sal had to say had not been heard by government ears before. He said that Peter Gotti had ordered the murder of the despised gangster-turned-snitch Sammy Gravano. He told agents that on Peter Gotti’s orders, he and Huck Carbonaro had travelled to Phoenix in December 1999 to locate and plan the murder of Gravano.
Over several sessions, Sal talked and the feds listened intently. After getting the entire story, FBI agent Theodore Otto retraced the route Sal said he and Huck took westward from Brooklyn to Phoenix. Ted Otto had been one of the agents it attendance at the FBI convention in Phoenix that Huck and Sal had stumbled into. It all checked out, right down to the snowstorm near Amarillo. Another agent investigated Sal’s description of the Marathon Pool company office. He reported that every detail was accurate, including the color of the window frames on a building across the street. Prosecutors became convinced that Sal’s story was real and that he’d make a powerful witness.
Based in large part on Sal’s information, federal prosecutors in Manhattan leveled new charges against Gotti and Carbonaro, both of whom were already under unrelated indictment in Brooklyn. The press release issued by the office of the United States Attorney for the Southern District of New York on August 18, 2003 announced the indictment of Gotti and Carbonaro for allegedly engaging in a conspiracy to murder Salvatore Gravano. This indictment merged the charges from the earlier indictment in which the two men, along with Louis Vallario, Frank Fappiano, Edward Garafola, and John Matera, had been accused of a wide-ranging racketeering conspiracy, including three murders, extortion, loansharking, bribery, witness tampering and illegal gambling.
Sal learned later that his decision to make a deal was a wise one. In addition to Peter Gotti spilling the beans about the Gravano caper to Michael DiLeonardo, Huck Carbonaro also had loose lips. Had Sal not gotten his foot in the door early, the government had located other people who would have implicated him in the conspiracy. Now those same witnesses would serve to corroborate his testimony.
While waiting for the trial to begin Sal saw Garafola and Fappiano in the jail. He saw fear in their eyes. Perhaps the hard-boiled criminals were beginning to accept the possibility they had breathed their last free air. Huck Carbonaro sent a lawyer to see Sal. He wanted him to keep his mouth shut, plead guilty, and do his time. But Sal was having none of it. His deal with the government didn’t provide for any specific prison sentence to settle his outstanding charges. But regardless of how that worked out, he’d told prosecutors his complete criminal history. Once this ordeal was over his slate would be clean. He’d never again have to worry about someone ratting him out. He’d done that himself.
The trial got underway in November 2004. During his three days on the witness stand Sal told jurors a laundry list of every crime he’d committed since the age of 13. They ranged from auto theft to fraud, extortion, bank burglaries and robberies, assault and conspiracy to commit murder. And in great detail, he explained the plot to kill Gravano.
Under cross-examination, a defense attorney asked him, “You’re only cooperating with the government because you want to get out of jail soon. Isn’t that right?”
Sal answered, “I pray to God every night that freedom comes.”
The lawyer followed with, “You want to get free so you can commit more crimes. And if you get caught for a burglary and get five years, you can do that time easy, can’t you?”
Sal said, “No. I’m sick and tired of being in jail.”
The lawyer took one more shot. “You’d lie to get out of jail, wouldn’t you?”
Sal stopped him cold. “You’re wrong. If I lie I won’t get out of prison. I’ll be in for seventy-five years. I can only get out by telling the truth. And that’s the easiest thing I’ve ever had to do.”
A few days after that testimony Sal’s prayers were answered. A Brooklyn judge released him to the federal Witness Protection Program.
On December 22, 2004, on the strength of testimony from Sal Mangiavillano, Michael DiLeonardo and two other mob turncoats, Gotti and Carbonaro were convicted of their roles in the plot to kill Gravano. Coupled with their convictions on other racketeering charges, both men are in effect serving life sentences.
The projected release date for the 71-year-old Gotti is May 5, 2032. The now 62-year-old Carbonaro is in even worse shape. He is scheduled for release on December 24, 2065.


South Philly drug trafficking and loan sharking ring looks to snag jailed mob underboss Joseph "Mousie" Massimino

Monday, August 29, 2011

A Look Back: St. Louis mobster's quiet death at home unleashes war

Police investigate the scene of Jimmy Michael's murder by car bombing on Sept. 17, 1980. He had lunch downtown and was driving south on Interstate 55 to his home in Mehlville when a bomb shattered his Chrysler Cordoba just short of the Reavis Barracks Road exit. Michaels was 75 when he was killed. Paul Leisure's gang had set the bomb and detonated it by remote control from a van they used to follow Michael's car.
Home from federal prison, Anthony Giordano was hard to find at his old haunts around town. The man known and feared as "Tony G" didn't look so good.
"Aw, hell, I came down with that ... cancer," the profane mobster told a reporter outside the federal courthouse downtown in 1978. "I'm taking the cure, but I don't know how it's going to turn out."
Giordano had been in the crime business since the 1930s, when police dismissed him as a "cheap street hood with patches on his pants." Rising through local organized-crime ranks, he could afford flashy suits and hats. After becoming mob boss in the 1960s, he toned down his wardrobe, lest he draw more attention from FBI snoops.
Giordano's legitimate businesses were the Metropolitan Towing Co., where he was alleged to have threatened a priest with a shotgun, and the Banana Distributing Co. on the city's Produce Row. His rap sheet included convictions for income-tax evasion and conspiring to hide casino ownership in Las Vegas.
Unlike so many others in his trade, Giordano, 67, died peacefully on Aug. 29, 1980, in his modest home at 5966 Finkman Street, south of Francis Park. He had suffered from lung cancer for two years. About 200 people attended a brief memorial inside the mausoleum at Calvary Cemetery. No graveside service or funeral Mass was conducted.
Shortly before his death, mob leaders had recruited John J. Vitale, the old consiglieri (counselor), to come out of retirement and smooth the transition. Police investigators took bets on which of Giordano's nephews would take over.
But peaceful transitions are hard to come by in the crime trade. One of Giordano's longtime allies had been James A. Michaels Sr. But mob enforcer Paul J. Leisure, a former Giordano bodyguard, held a grudge against Michaels over the murder of Leisure's older brother in 1964. Leisure believed Michaels let the killers skip town.
The quiet after Giordano's death lasted 19 days. On Sept. 17, 1980, Michaels got into his Chrysler Cordoba after lunch downtown and headed home to Mehlville. A bomb shattered his car on Interstate 55 near the Reavis Barracks Road exit. Leisure began calling himself No. 1.
The bombing set off St. Louis' last big-time gang war. Leisure was critically injured on Aug. 11, 1981, when a bomb destroyed his own car outside his home. Two weeks later, George "Sonny" Faheen Jr, a nephew of Michaels, was blown up in his Volkswagen in a downtown garage.
The bloodshed unnerved some of Leisure's gang members, who provided the FBI with crucial information. During the trials, tapes of federal buggings proved that real mobsters talk like the ones in the movies. Paul Leisure died in a federal prison hospital in 2000.

NYTimes blasts FBI use of mafia capo Mark Rossetti as an informant

Cutting deals with criminal informants may, at times, be a necessary if unsavory part of law enforcement. But the benefits must outweigh the costs, and it is not clear the F.B.I.’s Boston office has mastered that balance.
A police wiretap referred to in documents filed in a Boston court shows the Mafia capo Mark Rossetti telling his F.B.I. handler that “he knows he will be protected for the crimes he has been committing with the knowledge of his handler.”
The crimes he was talking about include running a heroin and loan-sharking ring, for which Massachusetts indicted and locked him up last year. He is also being investigated for six murders. The Boston Globe reports that the Massachusetts State Police only learned about his link to the F.B.I. through its wiretaps of Mr. Rossetti.
The F.B.I. has long used confidential informants — and protected them when they committed crimes — on the justification that criminals in league with other criminals can help catch bigger fish. The Justice Department’s guidelines for managing F.B.I. informants, first issued in 1976, are supposed to keep the worst crimes in check.
They require the F.B.I. to “authorize” crimes to be committed by an informant and do an annual review to decide whether the informant has committed “unauthorized” crimes — including those that involve violence — and whether to end the relationship. In Mr. Rossetti’s case, it appears the F.B.I. either authorized worse crimes than the rules allowed or failed to figure out what he was doing.
The guidelines were tightened in early 2001 after the bureau’s epic mismanagement of the James (Whitey) Bulger case in Boston. He awaits trial for 19 murders committed during the 20 years he was under F.B.I. protection. The Rossetti case may be another Boston problem — or a warning of wider problems. The bureau needs to explain how it justified working with Mr. Rossetti and why it signed off on any of his crimes.


Friday, August 26, 2011

Jailed mafia kingpin Vito Rizzuto's $1.9 million luxury home fails to sell

Vito Rizzuto's luxury home
Vito Rizzuto's $1.9 million luxury home. (Image courtesy of Zoocasa)
MONTREAL - Jailed mafia kingpin Vito Rizzuto's $1.9 million luxury home has "spacious living areas and an elegant garden and patio," but no buyers after three months on the market.
Sotheby's International Realty is overseeing the sale of the 29-year-old stone-faced mansion, which is steps away from the home where family patriarch Nick Rizzuto, Vito's father, was shot and killed as he cooked dinner last November.
A sniper fired the fatal shots from the same adjacent "immense wooded area" mentioned in the listing for Vito's home, which is touted as being "perfect for both raising a family and entertaining."
The mansion is registered in the name of Giovanna Cammalleri, Vito's wife. The pair are to be reunited next year when the 65-year-old mob boss wraps up a prison term for a 1981 mob hit in Brooklyn.
Realtor Liza Kaufman refused to discuss her client's reputed crime connections in an interview with QMI Agency. She said her client recommended a list price that's twice the municipal valuation of $1,000,100.
"The client can decide to sell the house for whatever price they want," Kaufman said. "We can make recommendations. There may have to be an adjustment."
Asked why the Rizzutos put their house up for sale, the realtor replied: "They're empty-nesters so they put it up for sale for the same reasons as anyone else would. They're getting older, they want something smaller."
Vito Rizzuto's family has been marked for death since he was put behind bars in 2004.
Aside from his father Nick, Vito's son, Nick Jr., was also assassinated as rivals target the family either as a vendetta for past killings or as a bid to muscle into lucrative rackets.
Several members of the crime family live on the same street as Vito, in custom-built homes built in the early 1980s.
The listing says Vito's home is well-appointed with "granite floors in a large entrance and cross," and a "family room with wood burning fireplace and marble mantle imported from Italy."
The five-bedroom home, with five full and two half bathrooms, is listed at $1,995,000, plus $12,306 in municipal and school taxes.
Asked if prospective buyers have asked about the owner's criminal ties, Kaufman replied, "no, never. The only people who seem to be interested in that are reporters."


Michael Persico pleads not guilty to ordering the murder of a Colombo member

Mob scion Michael Persico pleaded not guilty yesterday in Brooklyn federal court to ordering the rubout of a fellow Colombo member -- the 12th and final murder in an internal family war in the early 1990s.
Persico, 54, is accused of having his henchmen whack Joseph Scopo, a mobbed-up concrete-union official, in 1993, during a war for control of the family.
He is the son of Carmine “The Snake” Persico, a gangster serving life in federal lockup.
The younger Persico was arrested last year on racketeering charges connected to debris-removal contracts at Ground Zero. He remains free on $5 million bail.
Co-defendants Francis Guerra and Theodore “Skinny Teddy” Persico, Michael’s cousin, also pleaded not guilty and were returned to their cells, where they await trial on other charges.


Thursday, August 25, 2011

FBI offers $10K for information on Chicago mobster missing for five years

Five years ago, high-ranking Chicago mobster Anthony Zizzo said goodbye to his wife and drove off. He hasn't been heard from since.
Now the FBI in Chicago is floating a new theory about Zizzo's disappearance
At only 5 feet 3 inches tall, "Little Tony" was the perfect name for Anthony Zizzo. But the 200 pounds he carried on that frame didn't allow for many speedy exits. So five years after Little Tony's last ride from home, mobologists have presumed that he fell victim to a mob hit and was disposed of. But now federal agents wonder whether Zizzo might have disappeared on purpose.

"As we've seen recently, it's not uncommon for people who are under investigation, who think they might be under investigation or about to face criminal charges to flee. We saw two defendants in the Family Secrets case, Joey Lombardo and Frank Schweigh disappear in advance of their being charged. And then more recently you had Whitey Bulger out of Boston who was on the run for almost 15 years. Whether that's true or not in this case I don't know, but we have to consider all possibilities," said Special Agent Ross Rice, FBI Chicago.

So for the first time in the case of Anthony Zizzo, the FBI says it will offer a reward of $10,000 for information leading to Little Tony's whereabouts.
It was August 31, 2006 when Zizzo left his townhouse in Westmont, saying goodbye to his wife Susan and telling her he had a business meeting.
His credit card shows the 71-year-old convicted mobster stopped for gasoline and then came to a Melrose Park restaurant, where federal investigators now reveal Zizzo was last seen alive.
"There were no signs of foul play...a couple of employees at the restaurant said he arrived but he never made it into the restaurant," said Zizzo.
After Zizzo's wife filed a missing person's report with Westmont police, the mobster's car was found parked in the restaurant lot. He vanished just months before the Operation Family Secrets mob trial started. Zizzo, who conspicuously wasn't charged in that case, may have left town, fearing that Outfit bosses thought he was a snitch.
Mob expert and Loyola University professor Arthur Lurigio says it is more likely that a hit sqaud got to Zizzo first.
"His disappearance is likely the result of his being killed and his body being disposed of in a manner that would make it nearly impossible to locate," said Lurigio.
And there is this: Zizzo had crossed swords with powerful mob capo Michael "The Large Guy" Sarno. An Outfit informant told federal authorities that the hostilities with Sarno peaked just before Zizzo went missing.
Sarno, to be sentenced next month in an unrelated mob bombing case, has denied involvement in Zizzo's disappearance.
"That's a plausible scenario only because there's much precedent in the history of organized crime of people cutting into the territory of others, encroaching on them and then being whacked as a consequence," said Lurigio.
"Whether he's gone on the lam so to speak and he's hiding out or whether he's met foul play, someone knows what happened to him," said Rice.
There have been more than 1100 gangland killings in Chicago since the Outfit started. Most mob victims are eventually found. Even if the FBI figures out this case, Zizzo's wife will never know what happened to her husband. Nearly five years after reporting him missing, Susan Zizzo herself died last month.


Chazz Palminteri Joins Cast of “Gotti: In The Shadow of My Father”

Chazz Palminteri at the 2008 Tribeca Film Fest...Chazz Palminteri has signed on to play Mafia don Paul Castellano, former head of the Gambino crime family in the upcoming Gotti biopic Gotti: In the Shadow of My Father.
The Marc Fiore produced film will begin shooting in January in New York and already features John Travolta, Al Pacino, Kelly Preston and Ben Foster.
The movie is being directed by Barry Levinson after Nick Cassavetes pulled out in April due to a scheduling issue.
The Gotti biopic hasn’t been without it’s issues, Lindsay Lohan was set to star at one point and now is said to be working on a two picture deal with Fiore that doesn’t include the biopic, before she was offered different roles Lohan was attached to the film, then fired for 24 hours before being added back into the roster.
In the meantime Joe Pesci is suing Fiore after he gained 30 pounds for one role but was then offered a different role, while Executive producer Marty Ingels was also forced off the project.
Pre-production on the movie begins in September and principle photography starts on January 3.


FBI informant almost killed a state trooper

The late William Ames Johnson, a highly decorated state trooper and former Green Beret in Vietnam, was not one to invite trouble. But every now and then, trouble found him. And when it did, Billy never backed down.
Back in September of 1987, Billy Johnson intercepted an FBI informant by the name of James “Whitey” Bulger at Logan Airport. The White Man, who was bound for Montreal with a ton of cash, got jammed up at the screening machines.
Billy was the trooper who answered a radio call and detained Whitey up against a terminal wall, while the FBI’s pet gangster peppered him with expletives.
Turns out, that wasn’t the first time Billy Johnson crossed paths with a thug who’d secured the care and protection of the FBI.
Mark Rossetti is Whitey Bulger redux. This reputed Mafia capo and alleged drug dealer, bank robber and extortionist has recently been unmasked as another “prized” FBI informant.
But in July 1979, when Mark Rossetti, Michael Rossetti and three other men jumped out of a car in East Boston and beat Billy Johnson with baseball bats, this capo was little more than an ambitious goon.
Johnson was off duty and driving his wife home from work when his car was cut off by five men who beat him nearly to death.
Billy identified Mark and Michael Rossetti, who were charged with assault and battery with intent to murder . . . and set free on $500 cash bail.
While Mark Rossetti was awaiting trial for the assault on Johnson, he was accused of being poised to enter into a drug deal with Bill Mc-Greal, a state police detective working undercover.
“This guy (Rossetti) was straight out of central casting,” recalled McGreal, who is now retired. “He says to us, ‘If something goes wrong . . . something is gonna go seriously wrong with youse guys.’ ”
Both Rossettis copped a plea in the Johnson beating, halting any future dealings with the undercover cop.
A dozen years later, McGreal would take an FBI special agent to a jail cell where one of McGreal’s informants hoped to trade his freedom by offering up Mark Rossetti.
“I’ll never forget what (the agent) told me,” McGreal said. “He says to me, ‘We decided to pass on Rossetti.’ ”
Much like the Whitey saga, it was a state police investigation that exposed Mark Rossetti’s cozy relationship with the Sons of Hoover.

What eats at Bill McGreal now is that the FBI would protect a reputed gangster who pummeled a fellow statie. “When you take on an informant, you always check their record,” McGreal said. “The FBI had to have seen the assault with intent to murder in Rossetti’s file.”
If they never bothered to ask Rossetti who he tried to kill, they were either incompetent, or arrogant.
Truth is, they were both.


Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Man admits he sold oxycodone out of Staten Island ice cream truck

Customers would ask for the "special" sprinkles.
A literal "good humor" man will spend the next three-and-a-half years in prison after pleading guilty today to selling massive quantities of prescription oxycodone out of his Staten Island ice cream truck.
It had been an open secret that Louis Scala Jr. sold soft-serve and hard drugs -- $20-a-pop "oxy's" -- out of his green-and-white Lickety Split truck, city Special Narcotics Prosecutor Bridget Brennan had said in announcing the kooky case back in March.
Scala, 29, and the son of a Manhattan cop, pleaded guilty in Manhattan Supreme Court today to conspiracy and drug possession charges.
Louis Scala Jr. pleaded guilty Wednesday to drug charges.
Louis Scala Jr. pleaded guilty Wednesday to drug charges.
Officials said Scala would sell actual ice cream on his regular route, then park his truck outside his house in Pleasant Plains.
He'd sell to a few more kids, then deal oxy's to the adult customers who'd been waiting for him in cars parked up and down the street, officials charged. New customers got a price break to hook them in, officials noted.
"It did get a little frustrating when [Scala's truck] would be out there at nine o'clock at night," one neighbor complained to The Post back when the case broke.
"I'd think, why the hell is he selling ice cream at night?"
Scala had been a major player in a drug ring that netted about $1 million in the course of a year -- pumping a total 43,000 pills into the borough's Rx-drug black market, officials had said.
Co-defendant Joseph Zaffuto, 39 -- a convicted Luchese racketeer -- is still awaiting trial on charges he conspired with Scala in recruiting two dozen runners to help fill stolen prescriptions at pharmacies throughout the city.
Nancy Wilkins, 40, of Brooklyn, has already pleaded guilty to selling blank prescription pad pages to the ring for $100 apiece through her then-job with a Manhattan orthopedic surgeon. She was sentenced in June to six months jail and five years probation.

Reputed leader of New England Mafia sought FBI protection

Mark Rossetti, a reputed leader in the New England Mafia and an FBI informant, thought he would be protected by the bureau after his alleged crime ring was targeted by State Police investigators, according to documents filed in Suffolk Superior Court.
And, according to taped conversations contained in the court documents, Rossetti’s FBI handler told him not to worry, that “my job is to keep you anonymous and keep you safe.’’
“You don’t have anything to worry about if things down the road happen, but if that happens, we’ll have to deal with it as it comes,’’ the handler told Rossetti. “I will have to start working it out.’’
Rossetti’s relationship with the FBI has come under scrutiny since court documents were filed indicating he had been working as an FBI informant while allegedly running a crime ring that engaged in violence, extortion, debt collection, and drug dealing. He is also suspected in at least six homicides, law enforcement officials told the Globe.
The FBI is bound by guidelines regulating the use of informants, including requirements that an informant be referred for possible prosecution for engaging in violence.
The guidelines, which also require that the US attorney’s office be made aware of the use of informants, were adopted following the scandal two decades ago involving the FBI’s use of James “Whitey’’ Bulger as an informant when, all along, he was allegedly committing crimes including murder.
The FBI has released a joint statement with the State Police saying that it cooperated with state investigators once it became aware of the alleged crimes and that at no times were any guidelines violated.
But the statement fails to describe Rossetti’s relationship with the FBI, how long it lasted, and whether it yielded any fruitful information. The charges that Rossetti ran a widespread crime ring, with more than 30 members indicted last year, also raises questions about how closely the FBI was monitoring him, and whether the bureau was aware of the extent of his alleged activities. Katherine Gulotta, an FBI spokeswoman, said yesterday that the agency would not comment beyond the original statement.
The latest Suffolk Superior Court documents were submitted by lawyer Robert A. George on behalf of clients Joseph Giallanella and Michael Petrillo, two lower-level members of Rossetti’s alleged crime ring who were indicted last year on drug charges. They do not identify Rossetti by name, but previous documents clearly identify Rossetti as the informant at issue, through a description of his role in the alleged crime ring.
The documents were part of a court motion by George to obtain more evidence about Rossetti’s relationship with the FBI, including several affidavits that were filed under seal with the court. One was submitted by a state prosecutor in support of the investigation, and others were filed by Rossetti and his lawyer in relation to the case.

Lawyers for other codefendants in the case have submitted similar requests in an effort to obtain more information about Rossetti’s relationship with the FBI, including an explanation of when Rossetti started working with the agency, and when the State Police learned of his role as an informant.
The requests are a legal strategy to have evidence in the case dismissed, with the lawyers arguing that the disclosure that Rossetti worked with the FBI and the fact that the State Police became aware of it during its investigation undermines the charges of organized crime against their clients. Under established law, a defendant cannot be charged with conspiring with a ring leader if that ring leader was all along working on behalf of the government.
State prosecutors who oppose the requests for information argue that Rossetti’s relationship with the federal government had no influence on their case.
The State Police recorded more than 40 conversations between Rossetti and his FBI handler from January through May 2010 at the same time it was applying for warrants and conducting surveillance based on what Rossetti was saying, defense lawyers argue in court documents.
Defense lawyers question whether a judge would have approved wiretaps if he had known of the FBI’s relationship with Rossetti. They also argue that State Police acknowledged in their joint statement with the FBI that it became aware of Rossetti’s role as an informant but that the wiretaps continued.
But at one point, around May 2010, Rossetti started to question the state investigation, according to court documents. He told his handler that if his associates “start going to jail, you’re gonna [sic] help me and all that . . . keep me away from that,’’ according to the court documents.
Rossetti also complained to his handler about the State Police interfering with their relationship and asked what he should do if he is subpoenaed.
“If they prosecute the case, I’m gonna have to roll with it,’’ Rossetti told his handler. “. . . What are you gonna do?’’
He later added: “This has got to be forever. I don’t want you guys turning on me and putting me in the headlines that I’m dong something with you.’’
Rossetti was arrested that month.