Word: pisciotta
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...three years ago, swart young Gaspare Pisciotta was the close friend and trusted lieutenant of Sicily's most notorious bandit chieftain, Salvatore Giuliano (TIME, July 17, 1950 et seq.). Thanks to the unremitting efforts of Mario Scelba, who was then Italy's Interior Minister, Giuliano was killed and Pisciotta captured. At his trial, the boastful bandit lieutenant proudly admitted that it was he who had told the police where to find Giuliano, that it was he and not the police who fired the fatal bullet into the bandit's body. The confession earned him no forgiveness...
...last week, the guards at Ucci-ardone heard a cry for help from Pisciotta pere. "Gasparino is feeling bad," called the old man. "Help him in God's name." The guards arrived in time to find the young bandit writhing convulsively on his bunk. Rushed off to the prison hospital, he died some 40 minutes later. What had happened? On the face of it, nothing. Gaspare had brewed his own and his father's coffee as he did every morning. As usual, he had stirred into his own cup a spoonful of vitamin preparation. The medicine...
Giuliano glared at him in quick suspicion. "What do you mean?" he asked. Pisciotta shrugged, laughed and guided the talk into reminiscences. Ah, banditry today was not what it once was. Remember the old days when...
...suspicions. As the clock struck 3, he rose, stretched and unbuckled his cartridge belt. He laid his pistol on the table, placed a wad of notes beside it and stretched out on the bed. He was just lifting his arms to put them back of his head when Pisciotta whipped out his gun and fired.-The waiting police rushed in, seized the bandit's body, dragged it into the street and fired their bullets into...
...Please Arrest Me." Two days later, cold with fear, Pisciotta turned up at police headquarters. He had just learned that fierce, vindictive old Maria Lombardo, the mother of Giuliano, knew who had killed her son. "Arrest me," Pisciotta begged, "or I'll tell everyone what I've done." The police obliged and tossed him into prison with the other bandits. But the loyalty even of those he had tried to save belonged not to him but to Giuliano. On visiting day, the executioner begged his mother to "please bring me food from outside." Prison food, he knew, might...