Larrigan tried to make his statement subtle, but it was obvious to all that he expected to exact vengeance for the deaths of Schultz and Spirak.
“I’m with you, Nick,” he said, “and any guy that’s with you is with me. But there’s a certain party — maybe more than one — that I’m going to get.
“I stick by my pals — you know that. Just because I’m going with you don’t give me a right to forget those that were with me. Is that right, Nick?”
The big shot nodded his approval.
“I don’t care who it is,” added Larrigan, “I’m out to get that one party — or anybody that helped him in his dirty work. He’s going on the spot just as sure as I’m lining up with Nick Savoli. That’s all I’ve got to say.”
The mob leader looked all about the room as he finished his threat, and the significance of his words was fully understood.
Larrigan’s eye fell upon Genara and Anelmo, and the Homicide Twins returned his gaze coldly. There was antagonism in Larrigan’s expression. His determined face showed that he would go to any limit to get the slayers of his former pals; but there was no sign of suspicion on his face when he looked at the two Sicilians.
THE conference came to an end after all important details had been smoothed out. There still remained a great deal of work for Mike Borrango. The groundwork was laid for Nick Savoli’s invisible empire, the task that lay ahead was to set the mechanism in perfect motion.
There would be trouble ahead, but Borrango felt sure that all difficulties would be with the owners of speakeasies and gambling joints, or with lesser gunmen — not with these leaders and their lieutenants.
The epoch-making meeting closed in harmony. There was handshaking all around. One by one the gangsters left, to go about their respective businesses.