He Came to End a Mafia War — Joe Massino Had Already Prepared the Grave

On October 11, 2004, two backhoes began cutting slowly into a vacant lot off Ruby Street in a sunken neighborhood on the Brooklyn-Queens border known as the Hole, a few minutes from Kennedy Airport. Around them, FBI agents in yellow rubber boots raked through the dirt by hand while cadaver dogs worked the edges. They … Read more

27 September 2026

La caissière m’a attrapé le bras avant que je puisse sortir mon porte-monnaie, et son visage m’a figée net. « Vous êtes Joan, la mère d’Aden ? » J’ai répondu que j’étais la mère de Jonah. Elle…

La caissière a touché mon bras avant que je puisse attraper mon porte-monnaie, et l’expression sur son visage m’a figée sur place. Elle avait peut-être trente ans, des yeux sombres et ce calme rodé de quelqu’un qui en a trop vu passer dans une file de caisse pour se laisser facilement ébranler. Mais elle l’était, … Read more

27 September 2026

The Rise and Fall of Tony Provenzano – Jimmy Hoffa’s Guy

Anthony "Tony Pro" Provenzano was born in 1917 on New York City's Lower East Side, one of six sons in a Sicilian family. He migrated early to New Jersey, where he operated for the rest of his life. By the early 1950s, he had been identified as a top labor racketeer and New Jersey hoodlum. … Read more

27 September 2026

Il caffè mi scottava la mano quando vidi il pickup scendere dal passo, e dietro di lui una berlina blu scuro che conoscevo troppo bene. Erano loro. Dopo tre anni, undici mesi e una scatola di…

Avevo già capito fosse lui prima ancora che la nebbia si aprisse. La sagoma del pickup che scendeva dal passo era identica a quella che avevo visto parcheggiata nel mio stesso vialetto per mille mattine, e dietro al parabrezza si indovinava la macchia scura di un cappello da cowboy che non avevo mai visto in … Read more

27 September 2026

He Helped Kill Castellano — Four Months Later They Blew Him Up

On the morning of April 13, 1986, Frank DeCicco walked out of the Veterans and Friends Social Club in Bensonhurst, Brooklyn, carrying a cup of coffee. He was 50 years old, dressed in a custom-tailored suit, and had recently been named underboss of the most powerful crime family in America. He approached his Buick Electra, … Read more

27 September 2026

Het droge geritsel van bankbiljetten verscheurde de doodse stilte van de afgelegen hut. Ik stond als bevroren op de koude houten vloer terwijl een dikke stapel geld van eigenaar wisselde, vlak…

Het droge geritsel van bankbiljetten verscheurde de doodse stilte van de afgelegen hut. Mijn naam is Myra, zeventien jaar oud, en ik zag met eigen ogen hoe mijn eigen vader mij verkocht. Ik stond als bevroren op de koude houten vloer terwijl een dikke stapel geld van eigenaar wisselde, vlak voor mijn ogen. Mijn vader … Read more

27 September 2026