Chapter 11 Section VII

The day after the murders, three former members of the Salvadoran Palace Guard were attacked on Lexington Road, but narrowly escaped the fire of ambushes.This time Wallach heard about it, and he immediately went underground.Wallachi first went to Nick Padovano, who was his partner in robbery in the early years, and later joined "Kosha Nostra" together.Wallach hid there overnight.In the morning Nick begged him to leave with tears in his eyes, saying, "I should have reported it to them. Don't tell anyone you were here." Wallach then called Jack Rainer, the son of Thomas Rainer, the original owner of the Rainer family.Jack agrees to let him hide in the attic of their house.It was there that Meljo, the eldest daughter of the Ruiyiner family, fell in love with Walachi and later became his wife.

Jack Rainer remained in the family his father had commanded before his death, which had now been renamed the Cariano family.Jack secretly arranges for Wallachi to meet Tom Cariano and Gitano Lucisa.After questioning carefully for a long time, the two bosses were sure that Wallachi did not participate in El Salvador's conspiracy, but they did not express their views on his whereabouts.This at least means that the Cariano family is not prepared to accept Wallachi. But Wallach was finally able to move out of the attic.One day, the kid from Chicago, who hadn't shown up for many days, suddenly came to him and said that it would be better to get up and do the opposite than just sit and wait for death.Wallach advised him to stay calm, keep a low profile, and wait and see for a few days before making a long-term plan.Within a week, the little ghost head was killed in lower Manhattan.No one knows where or how his body was destroyed, and there have been no police reports.According to Wallach, it was Charlie Luciano who gave the order.It was also said that the case was due to a debt and had nothing to do with the Mafia infighting.

Wallach adopted the suggestion of his friend Huozui, and Bobby Doyle came forward to negotiate, and joined the Luciano family together with other remnants of the original palace guard.Huozui said that although Charlie Luciano proposed not to be the "boss of the bosses" but to form a "committee" of about ten bosses from various families, at least for now, he is still in the "Kosha North" position. Zhuo's center of power.In fact, if Charlie didn't nod, no one would dare to recruit Salvador's troops. Wallach was also assigned a column captain, and he was Anthony Bender.

In this way, after only one year of joining the team, Wallach has changed owners three times. This is not a good start, nor is it a good sign.What made it even more difficult for him to adapt was that his value plummeted overnight, and he changed from the personal bodyguard of the Supreme Commander to the "second-class citizen" of "Kosha Nostra", which almost doomed Joseph Wallach to the underworld. Life in the middle is unsuccessful. Fortunately, finally entered the "peaceful time", Wallach concentrated on doing his business, as far away from "politics" as possible.

When a boss is taken out, you must answer to other clans everywhere.Victor told me that Charlie wanted me to go to Chicago and other places to speak out. "Why did you let me go?" I asked. "First, you are very close to the old man," Victor said. "Second, as one of his soldiers, it is unlikely that the old man's removal will do you any good, so there is no need for you to lie." I racked my brains to find all kinds of reasons, and tried my best to turn down this errand.I have already suffered once, who knows if there will be another "palace coup"?Then they sent Bobby Doyle.

………… The Luciano family had a column captain at the time, Frank Costello, who was particularly able to judge the situation.When Mayor James Walker was forced to resign due to a corruption scandal within the city government, he immediately brought in a batch of slot machines.Together with Bobby Doyle, I think this business is good.Anthony Bender led the two of us to find Charlie Luciano, but Bobby stopped at the door, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow Anthony inside.Charlie looked up at me and asked Anthony, "What does he want?" "He wants some machines."

Immediately I regretted having come to seek this discomfort.I've never been so nervous.After some time, maybe a few seconds, I heard Charlie say, "Give him 20." That is to say, I have an indicator of 20 machines in my hand, but we still have to pay for it ourselves. On the table, slot machines are illegal.But in some inconspicuous places, such as the back of the candy store, the corner of the pool hall, etc., you can always see some of these machines.Every machine that comes through Frank Costello, like my 20, is marked with a special decal that changes colors periodically.If there is no mark approved by Frank on a machine, not only will it be smashed by gangsters, but the police will also make trouble for you.Once, a new patrolman who didn't know the rules smashed a "protected" machine in Manhattan, and was dispatched to the most outlying neighborhood of Queens the next day.You don't need me to tell you what's going on.

Bobby said that I got the machine from Charlie because of my face, so I will install it.I put them all in East Harlan.Within a month, we both had a regular income of around $2,500 a week.I hired an old neighbor's kid to manage maintenance and collect money or something.I've checked several times secretly, and he's an honest boy.The neighbors knew it was my machine, and my mother thought it was a good thing. On September 18, 1932, Joseph Wallach and Melchor Rainer held a grand wedding in Palm Court near Broadway.Members of the original Ruiyinna family gave gifts, and many bosses also came to join in. "We all had $3,800 left in addition to paying for the wedding, renting an apartment, buying furniture, etc. My only complaint is that the apartment that Meljo and her sister Ruth chose together was too close to her natal home , on the same street.”

Soon, Valracci received his first contract assigned to him by the Luciano family.In this contract, Wallach and his "target" were strangers, and he only had a vague understanding of the so-called "motivation for committing the crime".Anthony Bender, who referred only to the man as "Little Apple," was a 22-year-old frequenter of a coffee shop on 109th Avenue in his instructions. Wallachi started frequenting that coffee shop, and soon became acquainted with "Little Apple", but the two of them only talked about the weather and women, and Walachi never inquired about "Little Apple"'s experience and family background. Don't even ask his last name.After all, what difference does it make if you know it or not?It's just part of his job.

Wallach has his eye on a building on East 110th Avenue, about a block from the cafe.The building is rented out, and the ground floor has been vacant.What's more, the backyard has no walls or hedges, meeting Wallach's requirements for a retreat route.Wallachi recruited two friends from the former El Salvador palace guards to ambush in the building as real gunmen. On the night of the strike, Wallach made an appointment in advance to meet "Little Apple" in the coffee shop. "Hey," he said, "let's go for a walk. I hear there's a game over there." "Great! I'm worried about nothing to do."

According to Wallach, when he entered the building, he deliberately took a few steps, then suddenly turned and ran out. "I heard gunshots, but I didn't stop. I went straight home...Anyway, I've only been married for two months, and I don't want Meljoy to think too much." (According to the records of the New York City Police Department, at 9:20 p.m. on November 25, 1932, residents of No. 340, East 110 Road, heard gunshots and found the body of a young white man in the corridor on the first floor. After identification, the deceased For McColl Reginney, aka Little Apple, cause of death: three gunshot wounds to the head.) Wallach later heard that ten years earlier, Charlie Luciano and Victor Novance had ordered the killing of Apple's three older brothers, Louise, Mike, and Jimmy.Now that "Little Apple" has grown up, the two bosses are afraid that Lei Jinni's family will take revenge, so they cut the grass and roots to prevent future troubles. Less than a year after Joseph Valacci and Bobby Doyle's slot machine flourished, the new mayor, Fiorello LaGuardia, took office and vowed to wipe out all slot machines in New York City.Frank Costello was invited by Louisiana Governor Huey Long to move all of his machines to New Orleans before the police did. The Wallachis tried making pinball machines again, but only made a measly $200 a week.He and Bobby gritted their teeth and decided to invest in the lottery industry, which was in the ascendant in the underworld at that time.Wallach knew that he joined the group too late and did not catch up with the "prohibition period".Anyone involved in the black wine business, no matter how much, sent it away.When Congress abolished Prohibition in 1933, all of these people opened their new factories and companies in various industries with heavy wallets, and many even invested in the stock market or real estate, and their business was still booming. .At that time, the big players in the lottery industry were all underworld figures of various ethnicities, and people like the Wallachis were indeed in a bad situation. In 1930, New York's underground lottery, also called lottery, was a three-digit number, from 000 to 999, and the daily winning number was determined by the results of the horse race on that day.The winning amount is 600 times the investment, but the chance is only one in a thousand.You can also bet on only one digit, and the winning amount is seven times.So in the long run, doing lottery tickets is also a good business.But if it is a small business at the beginning, the risk is very high. As long as you encounter a few large-amount lottery wins, you may go bankrupt. After all the expenses and various arrangements, Bobby and I still have a little over $2,000 in our account.After working hard for three weeks, I finally had a net income of $1,700.As a result, on this day, good guy, a big prize came all of a sudden.A couple of people hit triple figures, and the total was $14, multiplied by 600, and we had to pay out $8,400.I called Willie Murty, who was then a lottery veteran of the Luciano family. I said: "Tomorrow I will send my wife to you, and you will take care of me." Willie asked, "What's wrong?" I said, "I'll tell you what's wrong. We're broke! We're game over!" "I see," he said, "don't pay yet, hold on to those two guys." Willy went to the top to accommodate, and we said to the guests, sorry, there may be some mistakes in the top, inform us to wait for 24 hours, please come back tomorrow to see the official results...etc. The results of the races were in the papers, and all Willie could do was hold off.He asked me how much the biggest ticket was and I said $10.Willie called the lottery locations and asked if anyone could take the ticket, but no one answered. $6,000 was not a small sum at the time.Willie said, well, give me the $4 ticket together with the 5% interest, and I will eat it for you, but it will not be an example. Lottery tickets are good, but you can't play without money.That test has finally passed, and Bobby and I are still not at ease, and we don't know how long we can last. ………… Charlie Luciano's dad died and I went to the funeral and Charlie said, "Hey Joseph Scooter, don't be so sad." I had a rare chance to talk to my boss, so I said to him: "I am deeply sorry for your father's passing. To be honest, I have a lot of sad things myself. I'm afraid my lottery ticket will not last long." Charlie approached my old friend Frank Livesey, the former Artichoke King's driver and bodyguard, the same day, and asked him to settle the funds for me.Frank and two others put together ten thousand dollars for me and became our shareholders.They continued to help us, and by 1936 I was making $1,250 a week after taxes from the lottery. Over the past few years, I have seen with my own eyes that many self-employed lottery operators lost, lost, and lost all their money because they had no one to support them. ………… I deserved to be unlucky that day. I didn’t drive. I was walking on the street with a large bundle of lottery tickets, and ran into two spies from the city police station.The local police were all bought off by us, but the people in the city police department, what to say, you just can't deal with them. My case went to the court. I don't know how they handled it. Anyway, the local police station concealed my previous two criminal records, and finally sentenced me to "execution outside prison". Masters like us who hang around on the street can't do without an organization.