Three Brothers Plus One Book Ii

By Alfred S. Hamby

Revenge-The Mafia takes revenge on the Colonels family, (wifes blood family) who was indirectly responsible for the killing of it leader in Italy. The killing of her two nieces was just the beginning of trying to kill all her blood relatives.
Corruption from Within-The Colonel uncovers corruption by employees, physicians and chairman of the Board of Directors in the Non-Profit Hospital Industry in Metropolitan New York City. They were allowed to exist because there was no Internal Control and Cash Controls. The events that took place actually occurred. The Insurance Industries was allowed by the State of New York to make substantial profits from the collecting of Mal-Practice Premiums and the related Statistics.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Feb 23, 2009
• ISBN: 9781465322975

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Three Brothers

Plus One

Book Two

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Alfred S. Hamby

Copyright © 2009 by Alfred S. Hamby.

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Contents

BOOK TWO

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Chapter 36

Chapter 37

Chapter 38

Chapter 39

Chapter 40

Chapter 41

Chapter 42

Chapter 43

Chapter 44

Chapter 45

Chapter 46

Chapter 47

Chapter 48

Chapter 49

Chapter 50

Chapter 51

Chapter 52

Chapter 53

Chapter 54

Chapter 55

Chapter 56

Chapter 57

Chapter 58

Chapter 59

Chapter 60

Chapter 61

Chapter 62

Chapter 63

Chapter 64

Chapter 65

Chapter 66

Chapter 67

Chapter 68

Chapter 69

Chapter 70

Chapter 71

Chapter 72

Chapter 73

Chapter 74

Chapter 75

Chapter 76

BOOK 2

Chapter 77

Chapter 78

Chapter 79

Chapter 80

Chapter 81

Chapter 82

Chapter 83

Chapter 84

Chapter 85

Chapter 86

Chapter 87

Chapter 88

Chapter 89

Chapter 90

Chapter 91

Chapter 92

Chapter 93

Chapter 94

Chapter 95

Chapter 96

Chapter 97

Chapter 98

Chapter 99

BOOK TWO

Chapter 100

Chapter 101

Chapter 102

Chapter 103

Bibliography

Endnotes

Dedication

I would like to thank my wife Theresa Collins Hamby my wife of 50 years and still growing strong (February 8, 1958) for giving me the opportunity to write this fictional, historical, adventurous and romantic novel.

God bless my mother Beatrice Traister Hamby and my father Fred James Hamby where ever they are.

I would also like to thank Grace Longo Gambino a long time college friend (Class of 1957 Pace College) for her creative help and suggestions and Edward Raman a work place friend for his help in editing.

BOOK TWO

Part One

Revenge

Chapter 1

At a local hospital in downtown New York City, a shooting of a young female was brought into the emergency room DOA. She was declared dead by the ambulance attendant in route. A triage of three nurses had examined the body and sent her along to the morgue for storage. The head triage nurse in the Emergency Room had accepted the findings of the ambulance attendant and signed the DOA form without any further examination. She had than sent the body to the morgue.

A female reporter Miss Grace Longo Habetrawongo the sister of Robert Habetrawongo MD was spending some time in the dead of night working to get some good leads for a story to write (snooping) as well as trying acquire some additional medical data or information about her girl friend that was just diagnosed with breast cancer. When Grace needed medical information she always sought out Bob, her brother, for help. This night her brother was on duty in the morgue which was only a few doors away from the emergency room.

Robert Habetrawongo had a fledgling medical practice. He had just started his private practice of Internal Medicine, Cardiology, only a couple of years earlier.

Bob had graduated from the New York University Medical School at the top 5 percent of his class and had completed his residency, specialty training, at the Cleveland Clinic in (Cardiology). While attending Cleveland Clinic, in his final year of study, he had become a hero when he had volunteered to take a live baby’s heart to be transplanted into another baby in London, England. While the procedure was being performed the Thoracic Surgeon, in London Heart Institute of Pediatrics, he had panicked, and as Bob was standing-by to watch the procedure and was standing directly opposite the Thoracic Surgeon at the operating table, Bob had taken over by taking the scalpel away from the Thoracic Surgeon and continued to complete and finish the procedure very successfully.

He had no previous knowledge of heart transplants, especially in newborn babies except while watching an adult transplant being completed at the Cleveland Clinic. He had become a medical hero overnight in London, England. After Bob had successfully completed this baby transplant, he was asked to stay in England by the London Institute of Heart to head up a newborn baby wing at the Institute of Heart Transplant and become the chief of service, the youngest chief of heart surgery that was ever hired at the institute but had declined.

Grace was invited by Bob to write a feature short story for her New York paper about heart transplants. She was doing it on her brother’s successful operation in London. After she had submitted her story by faxing it and it was verified, Bob had become a hero in the local New York Metropolitan area, also. He was currently in the Emergency Room keeping busy and just studying and reading the latest Journal of Medicine when this incident occurred.

In order to pay off his extremely high cost of his medical education and open up an office in Queens, New York he had no choice but to work part time at the grave yard shift at a hospital morgue in one of New York City 18 municipal hospitals. Currently he was employed in one in downtown New York City on the east side of Manhattan. He was also teaching his specialty part-time at NYU medical School and at the State University at the Stonybrook Medical School on Long Island as an Associate Professor. He had hardly gone to sleep.

He was hopping for this night for some study time and some peace and quiet because he was preparing to instruct a course on Toxicology (The science of dealing with the effects, antidotes and detection of poisons) and the effects of the organs surrounding the heart and the related muscles. He was preparing to teach an advance class of medical students this course and had to study all aspects of it because the advance students always tried to trip him up and make Bob, the professor, look bad. He had to be up to date with the latest medical innovations. He was also trying very hard to enhance his practice and build for himself a following.

Robert Habetrawongo MD had started great with the release of Grace’s story and was surely but surely gaining a good reputation from his peers but to build a successful medical practice in cardiology it takes time, patience’s and lots of money because of the extremely high cost of opening an office such as; hiring a nurse, secretary, purchasing the latest testing medical equipment and other medical office supplies, inviting pharmaceutical supply companies to visit with their update approved new medications, for other physicians to refer patients and for other patients to refer other patients, paying rent and other overhead costs such as telephone and answering machine, stationery and office supplies.

When the corpse was rolled into the morgue by one of the attendants, the attendant gave the paper-work to Dr. Habetrawongo. Robert while kidding around with Grace, his sister, and trying to study at the same time actually examined the corpse from the head to toes. Grace made some off handed comments about fully examining a dead naked corpse because she a female, she was a young teenage beauty and very pleasant looking one especially her developing twin breast, to admire, and to look at and to touch. Maybe yes and maybe no, was Roberts, immediate response. He had read the DOA report and the diagnosis of the cause of death, Death by gunshot to the head.

He told Grace, the corpse was very attractive and much too young to have died so early in life and that something was very wrong. He had pointed out the burns on her right breast. It looks like it was branded like live stock are branded, with a hot branding poker iron and that it appears obviously, to him at least, that it was put on her as some sort of reprisal and or revenge or maybe for retaliation and or some sort of ritual and that it looked like to him 86/c86. She also looked very familiar and that he has seen her before.

Grace had then screamed out loud and stated that it was Angie’s niece Bernie one of three Uncle John’s girls. Bob, made a comment, that even-though it’s very true that there was bullet hole on the right side of her temple and the gun was fired at close range because you could still see some gun powder and it was fired within the last 24 hours at close range but her skin color had indicated, throughout her body, that their maybe another or collateral cause of death. If he was to guess without making a complete autopsy, he would also guess that Cyanide poisoning had a part in her death as well. He covered her up and took a blood sample from her arm.

Some laboratory equipment was at the morgue, enough to test whether or not if any Cyanide poison was in the blood. Sure enough, he had discovered that the blood had enough Cyanide poison in it to kill an elephant. His guess was that she had died of Cyanide poisoning first and second the gunshot was made to cover it up and the poker burns 86/c86, about one inch long and one half inch wide, was put on her after she had died because it appeared that it was put on without a struggle. All the letters were spelled out quite clearly. Robert added Death by Cyanide poisoning slash before the gunshot wound to the triage report of death. He also filled out a temporary autopsy report and signed it. Probable cause of death was Cyanide poisoning with gunshot to head after she had expired and indicated the identification markings on her right breast 86/c86.

Grace, being a free lance reporter for a local paper, the same paper that her dear mother who died last year had worked on, all of a sudden she had stopped crying and wiped her eyes and her nose with a paper towel that Bob had given her. She had finally smiled a little because she smelled a good story one that may give her national headlines and fame. She had asked Bob to see if within the last few months if other deaths had been reported with Cyanide poisoning in the blood.

The morgue had the latest computer information and technology for a city run hospital. Grace was familiar with computers because she had gotten in the past information and back ground data for her many articles and stories via the www Web online internet. She used a computer at her newspaper office and at her old position at H & H Imports and Exports where she took a temporary leave of absence because she wanted to do something creative on her own, like being a reporter and to follow in her mother’s footsteps, become independent and self supporting and be able to think for herself and of course rich financially

A simple password was needed to go online internally to gain access to the computer data system at the hospital when internal hospital patient’s information was requested and it was posted on the frame of the PC (Your first name and Enter Only). All the personnel in the emergency room, even the porters, and attendants could access the internal data bank of the 18 municipal hospitals in the City of New York and go on line when medical data and or medical information was needed. Their own personal first name, password, and enter were adequate as long as it was for internal purposes and use only.

However, not everyone one had a password for entry into the external online data bank and had access because of the turnover of personnel in the ER was too great. Only when you attempted to go online outside the normal hospital data bank, you are required to use a little more sophisticated and complicated password.

Basically, it was a hospital internal online computer that was being used to retrieve internal data. This city municipal hospital had 17 other hospitals in its system covering at least one hospital in each of its five boroughs and Roosevelt Island. The computer data bank information on all patients treated within three years was all accessible to all that requested specific data on current inpatients, discharged inpatients, clinic patients current and discharged, private ambulatory patients current and discharged, emergency room patients that were admitted as inpatients, or sent home and dead-on-arrival.

You can sort the data requested anyway you wished to and printout. It also covered treatments, laboratory x-rays, prescriptions, physicians that treated patients, coded medical diagnosis, dates and hours of treatments, name of patients if known with the latest current address and finally all insurance information for billing for each and every patient treated. The information from the data bank that was being requested was available for anyone within the 18 municipal hospitals online and you did not need a complicated password. All you had to do to request data was simply to enter your own name first name press enter and request the information.

Grace had asked Bob to check out and see if any other deaths by Cyanide poisoning have been reported in the last few months. He does not have anytime just yet but you could. He gave Grace his computer first name.

The computer was in the corner and Grace was just curious, as a reporter should be. She went over to the computer and asked the search programs to list all deaths by Cyanide poisoning by dates within the last 12 by months, names, male or female and what facility. In less than five minutes time two other deaths occurred in less than one year. The first death by Cyanide poising was eleven-months ago, was an old male, maybe a senior citizen and the second death of Cyanide poisoning a month ago and a young female in her late teens. She had printed out the data and handed it over to Bob. He had stated, The death last month had a similar marking on her right breast and pointed out on the computer printout in the area that is used for identification markings, the notation was also 86/c86.

Bob returned to Grace the computer printout list. In looking at this printed list Grace made a comment, The description of a dead girl looked very familiar last month with the marking of 86/c86, young Caucasian female in late teens with olive skin.

She immediately called her Uncle John, without asking permission to use the telephone. Angie’s uncle John answered and she asked him the whereabouts of Josephine his oldest daughter. He told her, She wanted to see the U.S. She had seen a commercial on television, See the U.S.A. by Greyhound Bus, and took a tour across country to California last month. She told us not to worry and that she will call when she gets to Disney Land. It has been over a month and we have not heard a word and we were starting to worry. Why did you call at this hour of night and ask about her? Have you heard from her? You sound as if you had been crying? I will call you back later and hung the telephone up. She told Bob what Uncle John had just told her and asked him to check the body of the girl that died of Cyanide poisoning last month. I will also check further with your brother Al. He has a great memory for names and things and I am very positive that he would recall something about his niece Josephine, if something really happened to her.

Bob’s response was automatic, As a reporter of course you may have read about some of the deaths in the obituary column, especially when young girls are brought into the morgue. There are about 15 deaths of all kinds every week in the Big Apple from auto hit and runs, heart attacks, cancer, tuberculosis, normal old age, gun shots and etc. from all ages and sexes but young girls are few and far apart. It may take a couple of hours to do a complete autopsy on this corpse and therefore I will only recover the bullet in her head only. I will stay the balance of the night with you, if I have to, until you complete Bernie’s autopsy. Also, I could be a witness, if one is needed to complete the examination of her body. It will not be necessary to examine her from head to toe again. The blood analysis speaks for itself. In my opinion the Cyanide poising had killed her at least 48 hours ago. It also, looks like the gunshot wound was made within the last 24 hours, see the powder marks, she was shoot at fairly close range.

He recovered a .22 caliber slug with the letter L engraved on it. Bob stated that it had come from a Lugar and the burns were put on after she was dead because of the neatness and clarity of the marking.

Bob what happened to the body of the dead girl that was brought into the morgue last month? It’s on the printout list checked off as unclaimed. All unclaimed bodies are cremated within 21 days of arrival otherwise we would run out of space. So we do not actually have any evidence as to who this dead girl really was. But I am now curious and will investigate¹ and ask around about her.

Chapter 2

Mr. Secretary, your sister is here and would like to see you as soon as possible. What’s on my schedule for the balance of the day, Amy?

I cleared your schedule and calendar for at least until after lunchtime sir 2:00 PM. Thank you, please send her in.

When Grace entered, the two of them hugged each other. It was 11:30 AM Friday. Grace took a seat in front of her brother Al’s fancy new red oak desk with a high back black captain chair facing her with a red carpet throughout, very clean and fancy hanging drapes with Venetian blinds on two large windows in each corner, plenty of daylight with a great view of the Capitol Dome on the left side. John F. Kennedy’s portrait was in a 48x60 gold plated picture frame and was hanging on the wall directly in back of him and an American Flag was draped at the end on the window in the right corner with other gold plated presidential pictures scattered and hanging around his office. The office looked very presidential. Al returned to his desk facing Grace. "Amy, my sister and I are going out for lunch and in the lobby restaurant and we will probably be out for the balance of the day. If you need me use my cell phone and also please reach James Longo on his cell phone. He had just left here through my rear door and ask him to meet us in the lobby by the restaurant and please kindly make reservations for four in the rear facing the front; I like plenty of space, thank you.

Since this is an unscheduled visit and I am guessing that you have something very important to tell me, I hope that it’s good news, I have been up to my neck and eye balls with all sorts of political bad news lately with the Cold War getting warmer lately especially with Cuba? No it’s not political bad news at all but very bad personal and family news. What are you talking about? It’s about the death of your two nieces by Cyanide Poisoning and since you had invited James to attend our small conference let us wait so that I will not have to repeat myself. I am very upset about what I believe is the murder of the two girls. Spill the beans before I blow my cool. I told you the facts and the details of their murders will have to wait until we meet with James Longo."

So how is your free-lance writing coming along since your national hero story about Bob and why did you actually resign from your own business? I could not get along with Bernie. He is not you and is much too demanding. I did not completely resign, anyway. I am not just working there full time. Victor is traveling most of the time and even-though he is my husband, I am not his tail. Our mother has taught me to be independent and I really love being a reporter basically because when our mother died in 1960 I wanted to keep her memory alive by her influence on me. I miss her very much

Just as we were leaving the office my cell phone rang. It was James and he will meet with us in ten minutes in the lobby and we will dine in the private dining room that was reserved for Presidential administrative appointees and political big wigs. I took the liberty to make reservations under your name. Amy thank you for getting in touch with James Longo, we will be meeting him in a few minutes. We will also be probably out all day. If there is an emergency you know how to reach me. Have a good weekend and best regards to your husband. You can also leave early; let’s say by 3:00 PM. Thank you Mr. Secretary for your very kind offer and I guess that I will leave early, I have some shopping to do.

Grace and I had some small family talk about my kids my twin girls-Pattie and Terry and Angie, she must be kept busy these days and when do you get to see them on the way down on the elevator? I had told her that I just love them but I would like to have a boy also, so we are still trying and besides I love making love with her and it’s not all sexual. If we cannot, we will adopt a baby boy from Italy. The Treasury Department must keep you very busy with all the monies that they are printing these days.

As Grace and I approached the private dining room’s door, James was already awaiting there. I am only an administrator and hardly do any work. I just set in my office and read the local and national papers, answer telephone calls, give orders and run like hell when the President calls and or has a special meeting and or cabinet meeting, now and then. I am really quite bored, thank you. Angie with her legal briefs and her advising Bernie on legal business problems and watching our twins has a more active role in life. I may resign because I cannot stand by and watch everyone work but me.

We all greeted each other and were ushered to our table in the very far corner. Grace so what is so important that you had to come to Washington. I was with your brother Bob in the downtown morgue when a young female body was brought in DOA. She died of Cyanide poisoning that was given to her over a period of months. There was also like a poker burn over her right breast, very clearly marked 86/c86 and a gunshot to her head by a .22 caliber. Bob had recovered the bullet and stated that an L was stamped on. The gunshot was made within the last 24 hours and the Cyanide killed her at least 48 hours before the gunshot according to your brother and the poker burns on her right breast was put on after she was already dead so that you could clearly see the markings. Your brother said that the slug taken from the girl’s head came from an automatic Lugar. It was Bernie your niece. Also, in checking the computer file another young girl died about one month ago of the Cyanide Poisoning with the same markings on her right breast 86/c86. The body was never claimed and therefore cremated within 21 days and her finger prints identified her as Josephine Bruno. She had just arrived from Italy because immigration had her prints on file. Grace did you tell Angie or her parents, as yet? No, nobody, I am too nervous and afraid to breathe a word. "Thank-you for not saying anything to Angie and my niece’s family, it certainly would have made them all extremely upset.

James please try and locate Mary and John Bruno Jr. my youngest niece and nephew and bring her mother and father and all concerned other members of our family to my retreat immediately and beach house here on the coast in Maryland. For the moment just send a team to Iowa to protect Bruno Jr. and to safeguard General Larson’s in-laws. Without a moment to lose, we ended our lunch, James left and went to New York and Grace and I went back to my office.

We were alone because Amy had just probably gone to lunch. "Grace, I worry too much but I am guessing that everyone involved in the investigation of Bogus American Currency lives are in danger, including yourself and Victor. The Italian Sicilian Mafia and or the American New York branch of the Mafia maybe behind these murders and this very well maybe a revenge killing and they, the Mafia is known for slaughtering all the blood kin as a vengeance for killing one of their own. This may also be the start of things to come insofar as murders as reprisals in revenge for the killing of Alfred Samuel Stein (Father Albert Alberto Bruno—of St. Maria della Saluta RCC.) last year by our group. Please for my piece of mind, you and Victor should stay at my home at the beach house until at least until these murders are solved. Call him now. It’s a secure and safe and the beach house is large enough to accommodate over twenty guests including Angie’s, my twins and her as well. Because I am a cabinet officer, I will get the F.B.I. and Secret Service protection 7/24 hours a day, including at my villa at the beach. Gerry my oldest brother who is a Secret Service agent can take care of himself.

I am definitely worried, however about Zelda, Jerry’s wife, Bobby and Brenda, his wife. Please do me a favor and call Zelda and Bob I will call Angie. We have no time to lose. Also, since you broke the story, you can have an exclusive. Also, please call Bob and ask him to check for the latest medical results about the deaths and to keep you well informed. Also ask him immediately to send to my villa antibiotics for Cyanide poisoning and ask him for the symptoms for Cyanide poisoning and other deadly poisons. I would like to have Bob and his wife, Brenda, come as well if you can explain the situation to him. I trust his judgment 100%. He can test everyone himself. I will send a limo with a F.B.I. chauffeur to pick him up if he agrees to come. He is not to drive here alone."

Angie please don’t ask any questions just do as I say please my dearest and I will explain when I see you? First take the pink telephone message pad that we found on my mother’s desk from the downstairs basement vault and make a photo copy of it and give the original to our new security chief James Stern and ask him to x-ray for any other markings and bring his results immediately with you and or call us at our beach house in Maryland. Return the original photo copy to our vault. Next, take our twins and yourself with Zelda to our villa on the beach immediately. You may not have time to pack anything, your life maybe in danger. Do not take our limo but rent a four door black Chevrolet Van Venture. I will meet you all at the beach house ASP. Also tell Bernie and Brenda and the balance of our employees not to drink any liquids from any open bottles or eat hand prepared food. Eat at restaurant in our office building in the lobby all meals. Someone is poisoning everyone with Cyanide. You can also, close shop for a week or so (Give all a two week vacation immediately with pay) and caution all as to what they are eating and drinking. Tell Lydia to bring her husband and children as was well to our beach home. She is familiar with it. See you later this evening and I will explain. James Longo is on his way by car and should be there soon but do not wait for him, just leave a message that you had left with our kids and your cousins for Maryland. He will make sure that everyone in our family is safe and will check further on some other details.

I called the FBI using my cell phone at the local Washington DC office and explained that someone was attempting to kill and murder all my relatives and that I am having them all gather at my villa in Maryland at my beach house. I needed my property secured and protected ASP. I will need also food supplies to feed all for about two weeks. I will also notify the Attorney General office about the situation, they will intern notify RFK and his administrative staff.

Chapter 3

After making all the necessary calls, Grace and I rushed out to my black limo in my reserved closed garage parking space. I was too nervous and upset and had to think and so I had asked Grace to drive. I told her "we would have to stop at a local super market near our beach house that we deal with and purchase enough food supplies to last about two weeks for all my house guests, about 20. There is a small supermarket about 5 miles west from my beach house and it carries enough food items that I believed we will need. We do our food shopping there when Angie and I with our newly born twins spend some much needed time-off together on the cliffs that overlook the Atlantic Ocean.

We will stop off and purchase everything except meats and fish. I really do not like to purchase these items unless I know that they are really fresh and besides they perish too fast and I do not want to purchase and overload us with too much unnecessarily items. I also had asked Grace if she would help because I was not an expert in food shopping."

We arrived in less than 5 hours in an uneventful trip to our beach super market. It was approximately 5:30 PM. Grace and I purchased foods that have a reasonable long shelf life. She knew almost exactly everything that was needed and the quantity. We or she purchased such items as; pasta, tomato sauce, bottle water, flour, coffee, eggs, pancake mix and syrup, sugar, white bread, beacon, plenty of can vegetables, fresh canned fruits and a large sack of potatoes, tomatoes, onions, Italian dressings, seasoning and some packaged dried fruits, dried milk and regular milk with at least two weeks dated on top with frozen cake and a host of other consumable hard candies.

We packed my limo but it was not large enough. We will have the balance delivered by the store. I had told the proprietor if anyone should ask directions to my home, he should misdirect them and call me immediately and I will pay him double what anyone offers him and when you get their license tag number. We had purchased our food supplies from him all the time and therefore he was quite cooperative, also since we had just spent, in an off season, almost $450.

We left the small supermarket and traveled on a one lane dirt road that had plenty of potholes, the additional five miles and looking over our shoulders all the way.

All my invited guests knew directions to my villa and I had given instructions not to stop anyplace, just come as you are with a few changes of clothing for about a two week vacation and everything would be explained when they had arrived. I had also told all just bring yourselves, no uninvited guests. Do not give anyone directions or tell anyone where you are going, do not leave any telephone numbers where they can reach you and just leave now.

I also had to make sure that the food supply was not tainted with poison, so the sooner that the balance of our food supplies arrived at my villa, the better from our grocery store. I would also have to inspect the house food supply in the pantry and throw out all opened packages. Everything that was not sealed would be thrown out.

We always had a maid and butler (husband and wife team) staying at the villa full time. We needed someone there all the time and so we converted alongside of our house a two car garage that also had an attic. It would become the living quarters that they could call home. The ground floor of the two car garage would have a kitchen, living room and a bathroom. There were also two bedrooms in the upstairs attic with a full bathroom. They will pay for their own utilities and foods.

Therefore we had no auto garage put parked our vehicles on the approaching side in the rear of the house or western side, so you could not see the vehicles from the ocean. The front of the house faced the ocean. Basically the butler and the maid, while we were not there in the winter time, used the main house to live in as well. I had called them earlier and advised them that I was on the way and was having a few guests about 20 and that I was going to purchase some food supplies on the way and bring most with me and have some delivered and they should get all the guest rooms ready in the main house.

Angie was the first to come with our two kids at approximately 8:00 PM. Pattie and Terry were appeared to be still in great health as new born twins and asleep strapped in the car with seat belts. She had brought with her Aunt Mary and Uncle John and her niece Mary Jr. and their maid. All fit into the seven passenger Chevy Van and somewhat comfortable.

This was the same maid that we had met in Como as a long time friend and neighbor of Uncle John and Aunt Mary from next door and the mother of Benito. When they all had arrived from Italy, we accepted them all with open arms and asked no questions about the unexpected arrival of their neighbor.

The other two nieces Josephine and Bernie could not be found. They lived with us at our condo on Queen’s Blvd. temporarily for about one month and had finally moved to a brown brick stone walk-up home in Williamsburg Brooklyn on Hart Street together. Uncle John worked at the Brooklyn docks and had to join the teamsters union while Aunt Mary worked part time in a bakery around the corner from where they lived. We had to subsidize the bakery for hiring Aunt Mary. Aunt Mary was not aware of these financial arrangements.

Their kids did their own things. Basically the three girls had worked as sales clerks and were trying to learn the trade and the English language. Mary Jr. worked at our office building on the main floor, show room and retail store with Mahe, the youngest and the other two in retail shops along 5th Ave. Before Angie had left, she had called both retail stores where the other two girls were working immediately after I had called. Both could not be reached.

The oldest Josephine had worked at Lord and Taylor’s and started on a one month vacation after working for only two weeks to go to California while Bernie was working at Lane Bryant and did not leave any word with her boss or personnel department her where-a-bouts by not calling in for the past few days.

Chapter 4

Angie and I with her nephew John Bruno Jr. went to Iowa City on a two week vacation. Our first stop was at the Iowa State S. & L. Association to review the trust agreement that was left by General Larson naming Angie and I trustees of his estate. As far as we were concerned it looked legal and we left the trust agreement intact with no additions and or corrections at the bank. We also handed over the certified check of $100,000 to the bank manager to be paid to the widower at her request for some spending money.

If a problem with the distribution occurred for the in-laws the bank would call me in New York and I would resolve the matter. Under no circumstances would more than $1,000 once a month is be withdrawn without my approval. The bank would also send me a quarterly statement along with copies of the withdrawal slips along with the purpose of the withdrawals that were being made. Angie and I had final say as to the money being withdrawn in any sum. We signed some legal documents at the bank with the above and we were off to see General’s Larson’s in-laws. It was shame that the General had gotten involved with the Mafia with counterfeiting monies and committed suicide, maybe.

John Bruno Jr. somewhat impressed with the small truck farm and had decided to stay at the Larson’s in-law’s truck farm. He did not like city life and always wanted to become a farmer. The In-laws were getting old and needed some extra physical help and so all parties concerned; it turned out to be an ideal situation.

The cost of the funeral at Arlington National Cemetery was basically paid for by the government for General Larson my old boss in Europe. Angie and I agreed to pay out of our own funds any additional costs in excess of what the Government paid to bury as a war hero General Larson. While at the Arlington Cemetery we also paid our last respects to General Smith who was buried nearby who was also my immediate superior after General Larson was transferred to London to take charge of the Berlin Airlift of food supplies when the Russians attempted to blockade the city.

We received a cell phone call from Gerry and he had decided for the moment to stay in the Washington office and not to come to the beach house, he was safer there. He had notified his superiors and he was told to keep away and they would handle my security problem without him. Zelda being a little stubborn anyway, his beloved wife, and had wished to stay in New York City and was not be bothered by all the excitement and fuss. She was too busy and had some personal items to take care, anyway.

However, she was forced to come. Bob was on his way with his wife Brenda and he would only stay overnight and was coming only to test all those present for Cyanide Poisoning and was bring some antibiotics and test equipment for 25 people.

Bob had just much too much work. The teaching at the two universities, working at the morgue and in his spare time getting really acquainted with his wife after marriage and with his newly found in-laws, he had no spare time not even a second. Brenda his wife has a great personality and easy going and was loaded with personality extremely easy for Angie and me to get along with. Bob had to get back as soon as possible to New York. He was in the middle preparing to give an examination on Cardiology to advance students at the State University (The study of the heart and its functions in health and disease.)

The total number of invited guest that were coming including myself therefore was Angie, my two kids, Bob and Brenda, Aunt Mary, Uncle John, a niece Mary Jr., the maid, James Longo, Grace and Victor, Washington and Mahe and Zelda, Lydia and family (5) and maybe Jerry later, a total of about 21 or so. Joel, Lydia’s husband was slightly annoyed because he was also very busy working. He, Joel, had joined a C.P.A. firm and wanted very much too impress his boss and he did not want to take any time off. Lydia was the boss of her family and so very reluctantly her entire family came.

Chapter 5

Mary Jr. the youngest with her parents was unpacking in the living room and I had asked Grace to checkup on her first. When she went over she noticed Mary Jr. drinking a bottle of store purchased water. She had grabbed the bottle of water directly out of the hands and her open mouth. She had sense enough not to throw the bottle of half full of water away but to reseal it and put it into her slacks pocket. Aunt Mary, Uncle John and Mary Jr. were quite annoyed and upset over Graces action and all yelled at her. Where are my other two daughters, Mary Jr. yelled in a very high pitched voice, Give me back my water. Without thinking about the consequences Grace stated, I believe that they are both dead, killed by Cyanide poisoning. Bob and I found one of them at the morgue a few nights ago. Bob did an autopsy on Bernie had determined that she died of the Cyanide poisoning and Josephine was brought into the morgue about a month ago and cremated within 21 days because nobody claimed her. She was identified by her finger prints by the immigration. Bernie was brought into the morgue DOA with a gunshot last night with a gunshot also to the head by a .22 Caliber bullet from maybe a Lugar. However, when Bob did an unofficial did the autopsy he discovered that she died of Cyanide poisoning about 48 hours before the gunshot. Please do not blame me or Bob for not telling you guys.

The Secret Service advised all not to tell anyone including you and for you to come down here ASP. Apparently, the two girls died from eating or drinking something that was loaded with the Cyanide poison. Before anyone eats or drinks anything the food and liquids all must be tested first."

All three ran outside and became a little hysterical and when Angie overheard Grace she fainted and fell down on the carpet. She immediately was revived by her husband. We went outside the house looking for John, Mary and Mary Jr. They were viewing the scenery, the ocean and the cliffs and holding onto each other very tightly and crying. Our villa was about 100 feet from the edge of the cliffs that overlooked the Atlantic Ocean. It was truly a great sight and view from our front door facing the ocean and was a little breathtaking and that was the real reason why we mainly purchased it. Angie purchased it from her own funds to avoid any controversy because I was a political appointee and a cabinet official—Secretary of the Treasury.

Chapter 6

Angie had asked Mary Jr. her niece where she had gotten the water from that she was drinking. "She was given a fresh bottle of water by her next door neighbor and maid, Ellinia, from Como who had purchased it in New York a day or so before they came and the bottle was opened when she had given it to her. In a chilling voice she told her never, ever eat or drink anything without her permission, especially from opened bottles and or packages.

Angie had become somewhat unreasonable and hysterical again in her behavior. In all the years that I have known Angie, I had never seen her act this way, almost completely out of control and hysterical. The murder and loss of her two nieces for moment was too much for her to hear and digest.

She recovered her composure quickly apologized to Mary Jr. and her Aunt Mary and Uncle John who came to her aid. Uncle John’s remaining daughter Mary Jr. was being subdued by Grace on her shoulder as both started again to cry. I