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Judge and Jury Judge and Jury Judge and Jury Judge and Jury Prologue MY NAME IS NICK PELLISANTE, and this is where it started for me, one summer out on Long Island at “the wedding of weddings.” I was watching the bride celebrating at the head of the dance line as it festively wound through the tables. A conga line. I groaned. I hated conga lines. I should mention that I was watching the scene through high-powered binoculars. I followed as the bride slung her ample, lace-covered rear end in every direction, toppling a glass of red wine, trying to coax some bowling ball of a relative who was scarfing down a plate of stuffed clams up into the procession. Meanwhile, the grinning, affable groom did his Gowanus Expressway best just to hang on. Lucky couple, I thought, wincing, thinking ten years down the line. Lucky me, to get to watch. All part of the job. As special agent in charge of section C-10, the FBI’s Organized Crime Unit in New York, I was heading up a stakeout of a wiseguy wedding at the posh South Fork Club in Montauk. Everybody who was anybody was here, assuming you were into wiseguys. Everybody except for the one man I was really looking for. The Boss. TheCapo di tutti capi. Dominic Cavello. They called him the Electrician because he had started in that |
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