On that same day two limousines1 parked on the Long Beach mall. One of the big cars waited to take Connie Corleone, her mother, her husband and her two children to the airport. The Carlo Rizzi family was to take a vacation in Las Vegas in preparation for their permanent move to that city. Michael had given Carlo the order, over Connie's protests. Michael had not bothered to explain that he wanted everyone out of the mall before the Corleone-Barzini Families' meeting. Indeed the meeting itself was top secret. The only ones who knew about it were the capos of the Family.
The other limousine2 was for Kay and her children, who were being driven up to New Hampshire for a visit with her parents. Michael would have to stay in the mall; he had affairs too pressing to leave.
The night before Michael had also sent word to Carlo Rizzi that he would require his presence on the mall for a few days, that he could join his wife and children later that week. Connie had been furious. She had tried to get Michael on the phone, but he had gone into the city. Now her eyes were searching the mall for him, but he was closeted with Tom Hagen and not to be disturbed. Connie kissed Carlo good-bye when he put her in the limousine. "If you don't come out there in two days, I'll come back to get you," she threatened him.
He gave her a polite husbandly smile of sexual complicity. "I'll be there," he said.
She hung out the window. "What do you think Michael wants you for?" she asked. Her worried frown made her look old and unattractive.
Carlo shrugged3. "He's been promising4 me a big deal. Maybe that's what he wants to talk about. That's what he hinted anyway." Carlo did not know of the meeting scheduled with the Barzini Family for that night.
Connie said eagerly, "Really, Carlo?"
Carlo nodded at her reassuringly5. The limousine moved off through the gates of the mall.
It was only after the first limousine had left that Michael appeared to say good-bye to Kay and his own two children. Carlo also came over and wished Kay a good trip and a good vacation. Finally the second limousine pulled away and went through the gate.
Michael said, "I'm sorry I had to keep you here, Carlo. It won't be more than a couple of days."
Carlo said quickly, "I don't mind at all."
"Good," Michael said. "Just stay by your phone and I'll call you when I'm ready for you. I have to get some other dope before. OK?"
"Sure, Mike, sure," Carlo said. He went into his own house, made a phone call to the mistress he was discreetly6 keeping in Westbury, promising he would try to get to her late that night. Then he got set with a bottle of rye and waited. He waited a long time. Cars started coming through the gate shortly after noontime. He saw Clemenza get out of one, and then a little later Tessio came out of another. Both of them were admitted to Michael's house by one of the bodyguards8. Clemenza left after a few hours, but Tessio did not reappear.
Carlo took a breath of fresh air around the mall, not more than ten minutes. He was familiar with all the guards who pulled duty on the mall, was even friendly with some of them. He thought he might gossip a bit to pass the time. But to his surprise none of the guards today were men he knew. They were all strangers to him. Even more surprising, the man in charge at the gate was Rocco Lampone, and Carlo knew that Rocco was of too high a rank is the Family to be pulling such menial duty unless something extraordinary was afoot.
Rocco gave him a friendly smile and hello. Carlo was wary9. Rocco said, "Hey, I thought you were going an vacation with the Don?"
Carlo shrugged. "Mike wanted me to stick around for a couple of days. He has something for me to do."
"Yeah," Rocco Lampone said. "Me too. Then he tells me to keep a check on the gate. Well, what the hell, he's the boss." His tones implied that Michael was not the man his father was; a bit derogatory.
Carlo ignored the tone. "Mike knows what he's doing," he said. Rocco accepted the rebuke10 in silence. Carlo said so long and walked back to the house. Something was up, but Rocco didn't know what it was.
"Let me see your license11 and registration12," Neri said. He had been hoping to get the driver to go around the block but there was no hope for that now. Out of the corner of his eye, Neri saw three short, heavyset men coming down the steps of the Plaza13 building, coming down toward the street. It was Barzini himself and his two bodyguards, on their way to meet Michael Corleone. Even as he saw this, one of the bodyguards peeled off to come ahead and see what was wrong with Barzini's car.
This man asked the driver, "What's up?"
The driver said curtly14, "I'm getting a ticket, no sweat. This guy must be new in the precinct."
At that moment Barzini came up with his other bodyguard7. He growled15, "What the hell is wrong now?"
Neri finished writing in his summons book and gave the driver back his registration and license. Then he put his summons book back in his hip16 pocket and with the forward motion of his hand drew the .38 Special.
He put three bullets in Barzini's barrel chest before the other three men unfroze enough to dive for cover. By that time Neri had darted17 into the crowd and around the corner where the car was waiting for him. The car sped up to Ninth Avenue and turned downtown. Near Chelsea Park, Neri, who had discarded the cap and put on the overcoat and changed clothing, transferred to another car that was waiting for him. He had left the gun and the police uniform in the other car. It would be gotten rid of. An hour later he was safely in the mall on Long Beach and talking to Michael Corleone.
Tessio was waiting in the kitchen of the old Don's house and was sipping18 at a cup of coffee when Tom Hagen came for him. "Mike is ready for you now," Hagen said. "You better make your call to Barzini and tell him to start on his way."
Tessio rose and went to the wall phone. He dialed Barzini's office in New York and said curtly, "We're on our way to Brooklyn." He hung up and smiled at Hagen. "I hope Mike can get us a good deal tonight."
Hagen said gravely, "I'm sure he will." He escorted Tessio out of the kitchen and onto the mall. They walked toward Michael's house. At the door they were stopped by one of the bodyguards. "The boss says he'll come in a separate car. He says for you two to go on ahead."
Tessio frowned and turned to Hagen. "Hell, he can't do that; that screws up all my arrangements."
At that moment three more bodyguards materialized around them. Hagen said gently, "I can't go with you either, Tessio."
The ferret-faced caporegime understood everything in a flash of a second. And accepted it. There was a moment of physical weakness, and then he recovered. He said to Hagen, "Tell Mike it was business, I always liked him."
Hagen nodded. "He understands that."
Tessio paused for a moment and then said softly, "Tom, can you get me off the hook? For old times' sake?"
Hagen shook his head. "I can't," he said.
He watched Tessio being surrounded by bodyguards and led into a waiting car. He felt a little sick. Tessio had been the best soldier in the Corleone Family; the old Don had relied on him more than any other man with the exception of Luca Brasi. It was too bad that so intelligent a man had made such a fatal error in judgment19 so late in life.
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