Word: pisciotta
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Dates: during 1951-1951
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...Must Do Something." Pisciotta had a falling out with his chief. Some of their followers were being held for trial for the murder of May Day marchers at Portella della Ginestra (TIME, May 12, 1947). Pisciotta proposed a raid to save them. "We must do something for our friends," he urged. But Giuliano was hesitant. "There is little we can do," he said. "If, we allow our organization to be destroyed, our friends will have no hope." Giuliano made a gesture. He wrote a letter to the trial judge in which he took personal blame for the murders. Pisciotta...
...carload of carabinieri was waiting outside of the house where Giuliano was hiding. The bandit chief was in a room upstairs. "Your letter," Pisciotta told him after the two had exchanged greetings, "has brought no help to our friends. They will be sentenced to life imprisonment...
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...