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It
had
been
arranged
by
Clemenza
after
Gatto
had
"
made
his
bones
"
in
the
family
business
.
It
was
Clemenza
who
had
told
him
that
this
job
must
be
rushed
through
,
before
the
boys
went
to
college
.
Why
the
hell
did
it
have
to
be
done
in
New
York
,
Gatto
wondered
.
Clemenza
was
always
giving
extra
orders
instead
of
just
giving
out
the
job
.
Now
if
those
two
little
tramps
walked
out
with
the
punks
it
would
be
another
night
wasted
.
He
could
hear
one
of
the
girls
laughing
and
saying
,
"
Are
you
crazy
,
Jerry
?
I
'm
not
going
in
any
car
with
you
.
I
do
n't
want
to
wind
up
in
the
hospital
like
that
other
poor
girl
.
"
Her
voice
was
spitefully
rich
with
satisfaction
.
That
was
enough
for
Gatto
.
He
finished
up
his
beer
and
walked
out
into
the
dark
street
.
Perfect
.
It
was
after
midnight
.
There
was
only
one
other
bar
that
showed
light
.
The
rest
of
the
stores
were
closed
.
The
precinct
patrol
car
had
been
taken
care
of
by
Clemenza
.
They
would
n't
be
around
that
way
until
they
got
a
radio
call
and
then
they
'd
come
slow
.
He
leaned
against
the
four-door
Chevy
sedan
.
In
the
back
seat
two
men
were
sitting
,
almost
invisible
,
although
they
were
very
big
men
.
Paulie
said
,
"
Take
them
when
they
come
out
.
"
He
still
thought
it
had
all
been
set
up
too
fast
.
Clemenza
had
given
him
copies
of
the
police
mug
shots
of
the
two
punks
,
the
dope
on
where
the
punks
went
drinking
every
night
to
pick
up
bar
girls
.
Paulie
had
recruited
two
of
the
strong-arms
in
the
family
and
fingered
the
punks
for
them
.
He
had
also
given
them
their
instructions
.
No
blows
on
the
top
or
the
back
of
the
head
,
there
was
to
be
no
accidental
fatality
.
Other
than
that
they
could
go
as
far
as
they
liked
.
He
had
given
them
only
one
warning
:
"
If
those
punks
get
out
of
the
hospital
in
less
than
a
month
,
you
guys
go
back
to
driving
trucks
.
"
The
two
big
men
were
getting
out
of
the
car
.
They
were
both
ex-boxers
who
had
never
made
it
past
the
small
clubs
and
had
been
fixed
up
by
Sonny
Corleone
with
a
little
loan-shark
action
so
that
they
could
make
a
decent
living
.
They
were
,
naturally
,
anxious
to
show
their
gratitude
.
When
Jerry
Wagner
and
Kevin
Moonan
came
out
of
the
bar
they
were
perfect
setups
.
The
bar
girl
's
taunts
had
left
their
adolescent
vanity
prickly
.
Paulie
Gatto
,
leaning
against
the
fender
of
his
car
,
called
out
to
them
with
a
teasing
laugh
,
"
Hey
,
Casanova
,
those
broads
really
brushed
you
off
.
"
The
two
young
men
turned
on
him
with
delight
.
Paulie
Gatto
looked
like
a
perfect
outlet
for
their
humiliation
.
Ferret-faced
,
short
,
slightly
built
and
a
wise
guy
in
the
bargain
.
They
pounced
on
him
eagerly
and
immediately
found
their
arms
pinned
by
two
men
grabbing
them
from
behind
.
At
the
same
moment
Paulie
Gatto
had
slipped
onto
his
right
hand
a
specially
made
set
of
brass
knuckles
studded
with
one-sixteenth-inch
iron
spikes
.
His
timing
was
good
,
he
worked
out
in
the
gym
three
times
a
week
.
He
smashed
the
punk
named
Wagner
right
on
the
nose
.
The
man
holding
Wagner
lifted
him
up
off
the
ground
and
Paulie
swung
his
arm
,
uppercutting
into
the
perfectly
positioned
groin
.
Wagner
went
limp
and
the
big
man
dropped
him
.
This
had
taken
no
more
than
six
seconds
.
