They were going to kill him. Period. And it doesn't justify his snitching. You take the oath, you go down guns blazing if need be. But my point was that the hotel paranoia was irrelevant to what would have eventually happened. They were going to pop him. No ifs, ands or buts.

Avellino lucked out, too. Casso was so fucking jealous of that man's business savvy and wealth that he would have eventually ordered him murdered. No doubt in my mind. But look at them both now.

Fuck Anthony Casso. A serial killer in an Italian suit is still a serial killer. And that piece of shit (and rat, by the way) is still in prison. And Sal Avellino is still a ten handicap grin.


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