Chapter 4
"Hi. I'm Vincenzo Marretti's son. I need to pick up some of his possessions." Tony and Joey were buzzed in by the receptionist at the front desk, and they strolled into the office of V. Marretti Inc. Tony ahd seen all of these faces before, but to see everybody stare at him now was strange. All the employees stared at the son who had turned cold t the world as he walked past.
"Hey man, you're getting the cold shoulder." Joey told Tony.
"I know that Joey." As the two approached the office, they could see the letters on the door that read:
VINCENZO MARRETTI
MANAGER
"So what did your father do for a living?" Joey asked as they entered the room.
"He was head of the three families in this part of the counrty. The Marrettis, The Romanos, and The De Lucas."
"Oh, sounds fun." Joey and Tony entered the room, seeing the corner where Tony found Enzo. The first thing Tony did was search the trash can. Sure enough, he found a charred piece of paper. It was a buissness letter from Don De Luca. This was something that his father had not told him about. It was about smuggling in alcohol and other goods from Sicily. This was the proof that De Luca ordered the hit.
"Joey, we got him." Tony said, shoving the papers that held the crucial evidence into Joey's face. He took them and read them over.
"Tone, it's De Luca all right. Man, we nailed him!"
"Joey, we need the killer's name to show De Luca was in on it!"
"Hey Joey, check out the bullets. B.G. And I only know of one person that uses this kind of shell." Tony said, pointing to the engraved initials on the shell. "Basillio Gallo. He's a hitman for Don De Luca, he only works special cases. Like high ranking boses that don't agree with De Luca. I'd say we have him. Now What are we going to do?"