If I remember correctly, Sonny or Tom said that local blacks were taking over the numbers business during the war and weren't paying off the winners. Sonny said, "Give their names to Clemenza--he'll handle it," or some such. Things began to loosen up after a while because, as Puzo wrote, cops and politicians still had mortgages to pay off and kids to put through college.


Ntra la porta tua lu sangu � sparsu,
E nun me mporta si ce muoru accisu...
E s'iddu muoru e vaju mparadisu
Si nun ce truovo a ttia, mancu ce trasu.