Interlude With A Hitman — Bill Ciccotti

Old men. Perhaps outdated men. But, definitely not, men ready for the junkyard. Not by a long shot. Old but far from broken. Men with fire and zest for life. Dangerous, tough, unyielding wise guys. Mob hitmen, some who still have a soul. Fine food and great memories. Dinner with the mob. A real suppertime serenade. Put a bunch of older wise guys in a room with pasta, booze and cigars, then watch the stories flow. Golden memories of murder and mayhem. Some memories that the Feds got. But most that Omerta never revealed. Sit back, relax. And pay attention to this casual conversation with some of the roughest men still packing heat. Sorties in adventure and anarchy. Just don't talk about what you're about to hear. Cause, if you do, well, then Mo Mo and Bear might take you on a little drive.Here's a good tip, for free. Don't get in the car. Cause, once you do, you aren't ever getting back out again. Alive that is.