Two man where sitting on a street bench, both of them where wearing a Brown sport coats, open with vest and a brown tie, a brown fedora-narrow brim hat, and some men’s brown dress pants.
One of the men had a newspaper in his hands and was covering his face with it while the other looking across the street at a Tailor shop. On the newspaper it spelled out in big black letters at the top of the page (1930, New York Times) It was a very frigid condition; Christmas was coming in about three weeks.
The man who was looking across the street took a picture out of his pocket and absorbed it. The picture was in black and white, it showed a face of a man on it, a man who was guilty in a crime against the family.
The newspaper was closed and thrown into a recycling bin right next to the street bench. Words came out of a man’s mouth who had the picture in his hands “Ippolito will come out of the shop in a matter of five minutes, you better get ready”
The street light was blinking a little bit on the side of the street that had the tailor shop. The picture was placed back into the man’s pocket, inside the shop he could see Ippolito paying money to the casher while his body guard who was double his size was standing right behind him looking around at different clothing, so the man said again “let’s go”
Together they got up and walked across the night time street, as they where crossing the road, the door into the shop opened and from inside came out Ippolito with his body guard.
The two men did not glance at Ippolito or his body guard as they walked across the street. One of them walked left and the other one right so Ippolito would be right in the middle. As Ippolito and his body guard began walking left the person on the left stopped while the person on the right walked right behind Ippolito.
The person on the left just stopped and his back was leaning to the wall of the shop as he placed both of his hands into his pockets waiting for Ippolito to walk up to him. The person on the right was walking right behind Ippolito. The street did not just have these four people but it had lots more walking in groups of two or three.
When Ippolito was about one yard away from the person on the left he stopped for a second and something in his body made him wonder who that person was. Then Ippolito turned around and saw the person on the right side of the street walking toward them.
The body guard took out a pistol out of his side pocket but it was too late because the man on the right took out a magnum and pointed it to the back of his head. Then the person on the left took out a magnum and pointed it to the back of Ippolito’s head.
In only one second both triggers where pulled and the bullets flew all the way throe Ippolito’s and his body guards faces. Ippolito dropped down to his knees, and then fell on the side walk just like his body guard did.
Some screams where heard on the other side on the street and all the people on the street ran away in different directions. The two men where gone and so were Ippolito’s and his body guards lives.
Such a thing like this was a normal thing for the mafia back in the day, they go there and there, they kill people there and there, then they get further instructions from a man who is a higher rank in the family.
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