American Scandal - Mafia Cops | Murder For Hire | 2

Episode Date: June 9, 2026

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American scandal uses dramatizations that are based on true events. Some elements, including dialogue, might be invented, but everything is based on historical research. It's a sweltering summer's day in 1986, outside the 19th Hall Bar in Brooklyn. Anthony Gaspipe Casso stands on the sidewalk in the shadow of the bar, deep in conversation with three associates from the Lucchese crime family. Short but powerfully built, 44-year-old Casso is a made man. and one of the Lucchese's top enforcers. He and the other men have serious business to discuss.

The boss of the family has been arrested by the police, and it looks like he might be going away for a long time. But their conversation falls silent when the owner of a nearby Chinese restaurant rushes up. He's agitated and tells the mobsters that a few drunk guys have brought a Doberman into his place, and the dog is terrorizing his customers. The mobsters send one of their men from the bar to take care of it,

and a few minutes later, he emerges from the restaurant with the two troublemakers and their dog. But the Doberman is still barking and snarling, jumping up at the Lucchasey man. Casso recognizes the kid holding the leash. He's a tall, red-headed guy named Jimmy Hydel. He's worked for Casso before on a few jobs. So Casso turns to his associates. All right, excuse me, fellas. I've got to take care of this. Casso walks over.

Hey, Jimmy, you're spoiling people's lunches now? Heidel turns around, and Casso can tell from his swimming eyes that he's very drunk. I just wanted to eat low main gas, and they threw me out. That's not what the owner says. Now, why don't you take your dog and go sober up someplace else? The dog jumps at Casso and control your animal, Jimmy. Getting people upset, it's not good for business. Well, I don't care about his business.

And what about mine? I said, hold that dog. We were just trying to eat. Get out of here, Jimmy. Hey, I'm just standing here, Cass. It's a free country. Casso studies Heidel, his expression unreadable, and the dog still barking between them.

Then he turns around and strides back toward the bar. By now, the commotion has drawn a small crowd outside the 19th hole, but they clear a path when they see Casso coming. Casso marches over to the bar and pulls out a semi-automatic pistol and silencer from underneath the counter. Then he heads back outside, screwing on the silencer as he goes. Without saying a word, he marches back toward Jimmy Hydel and his dog. Heidel's eyes flick to the gun.

What, you're going to shoot me out here on the street? No, not you. Casso raises the gun, and too late, Hydel realizes it's not pointed at him. He tries to pull his dog back. Heidel stares in shock. The leash suddenly limp in his hand. You shot my dog. I told you to control it.

You shot my dog. You're lucky it wasn't you. Now pick up your dog. and get out of here. It's bleeding on my sidewalk. Anthony Casso goes back inside the bar as if nothing has happened. He puts the pistol away

and then pours himself a drink. No one asks him any questions. They know better. But as Casso sips his whiskey and soda, though, one of his men comes over to warn him that Jimmy Hydel isn't stable. He'll be out for revenge. Casso shrugs.

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They controlled unions and major construction projects, and they made millions of dollars from illegal gambling and loan sharking. Through bribes and extortion, they had government inspectors and politicians in their pockets, and they even had allies in the very institutions that were supposed to stop them. Two of those insiders were New York Police Department detectives Stephen Caracapa and Louis Epilito. Working through an intermediary named Burton Kaplan, they started out by selling confidential police intelligence to the mob. But when Kaplan needed to get rid of a troublesome business associate, Kara Kappa and Epilito helped track him down,

and snatch them off the street. It wouldn't be the last time they'd help criminals make people disappear, and soon it would be the turn of Anthony Gas Pipe Casso to call on their unique services. This is episode two. Murder for hire. It's September 1986 in Brooklyn, New York. The cold blast of an air conditioner hits Anthony Gaspipe Casso as he steps inside an ice cream parlor. He's on his way to meet up with Jimmy Hydell, but he has some time to kill first, so he's decided to stop for a frozen treat. Idell seems to have smartened up his act since Casso shot his dog. Just like Casso thought, he hasn't dared mention the incident to him again, and now he's even come to Casso with a business proposal. Idell says he's acquired a large quantity of stolen,

blank checks he'd like to sell. He wants to cut Casso into the deal in exchange for his help. Casso steps up to the ice cream counter. He gets two scooops of strawberry soft serve, and then he heads back to his car and drives off, with the ice cream in one. one hand and the wheel and the other. The restaurant where the meeting is to take place is just a few minutes away, and he parks his sedan outside. But while Casso finishes his ice cream, he hears a car pull up slowly alongside him. The engine idles, and something about it feels off. Casso looks up just in time to see a shotgun pointed at him through the window. He throws himself down as the gun goes off, and the window shatters, leaving the floor of his car covered in glass as well as strawberry ice cream.

Casso feels a sharp pain. He touches his hand to his neck, and it comes away covered in blood. He's been shot. So pressing hard on the wound, he reaches over with his other hand to open the passenger door and then scrambles out onto the sidewalk. Using his car for cover, Casso crawls to the entrance of the restaurant. He pushes through the door and staggers to his feet. Shock diners look up at him from the floor where they've taken cover.

He ignores their stairs and pulls a cloth off one of the tables, sending glasses and plates crashing to the ground. Casso presses the tablecloth to his neck to stop the bleeding. Then he hurries toward the back of the restaurant, lurching between tables. He barges through a door and down some steps to the basement kitchen. There, Cook's stare in amazement as Casso stumbles past them. He makes straight for the walk-in freezer.

He hauls open the heavy metal door and shuts himself inside. No one's going to get him there. Casso then slumps down against the wall, his breath fogging in front of him. His neck and shoulder throb, and the tablecloth he took from upstairs has already soaked through. He's lost a lot of blood, and the shock and cold are making him shiver uncontrollably. His teeth begin to chatter, so he clamps his jaw shut, trying to stay in control. He's survived worse than this. He knows he'll live, but he's determined that the men who tried to kill him won't. It's only when he's sure that the coast is clear that Casso emerges from the

freezer. The police eventually catch up to him at the hospital. They question him at his bedside after he's been stitched up, but Casso doesn't talk. He may be the victim of an attempted hit, but he's also a member of the mafia, and wise guys keep their mouths shut. He says he knows nothing about organized crime and claims he doesn't have a clue why anyone would want him dead. The police leave frustrated. Casso may not have offered the officers any help, but as soon as he's out of the hospital, he plans to do some digging of his own. And he doesn't have to do it alone. The arrest of the Lucchese boss back in the summer

created vacancies higher up in the organization, and Casso was one of the beneficiaries. He was promoted to underboss, and now men who used to outrank him are taking his calls. So there are plenty of people on the streets who are eager to help someone like him get revenge. Informants soon come forward with a list of names, and one stands out.

It shouldn't be a surprise to Casso that Jimmy Hydell was involved in the shooting. after all, he knew where Casso would be that day, and Casso did kill his dog. Still, Casso struggles to believe that Heidel would take a shot at him on his own. Mafia families have a way of doing things, and killing a made man without permission isn't one of them. It's a death sentence for the man who pulls the trigger. So Casso begins to think that if Heidel did do it, then someone else must be behind him. And in Casso's eyes, there's just one obvious set of suspects, the Lucchase family's arched

rivals, the Gambino's. The Gambino's current boss killed his predecessor to get his job, so arranging a hit on Casso would hardly be beneath him. But still, it's not an accusation Casso can throw around without proof. The other mafia families won't stand for it, so he needs to be sure. It's at this point that one of Casso's associates, the businessman Burton Kaplan, makes a suggestion. He has friends in the NYPD who could look into the case on Casso's behalf. The two cops have helped Kaplan out in the past. and he knows they can be trusted. Picasso doesn't like the idea of relying on cops.

Even if they are corrupt, they're still the enemy. Picasso also knows that as long as whoever backed Heidel's play is out there, he's in danger. So reluctantly, he tells Burton Kaplan to get in touch with his friends on the force. And a few days later, Kaplan comes to see him at a bar in Brooklyn. He's carrying a manila folder and grinning from ear to ear. Picasso frowns, one are you so happy about? Kaplan slaps the folder down in front of Casso. Oh, you're going to want to take a look at this, Gas Pipe.

Yeah, courtesy of New York's finest. Casso picks up the folder and opens it. It's full of crime scene photos and police paperwork relating to Casso's shooting. There's the license plate of a car he was shot from, as well as a list of suspects. Kaplan leans close. What I tell you, I knew they could help out. These sets of prints there that they found, you see? Casso glances over the page.

Jimmy Hydele. Yep, and Nicky Guido and Bob Barron. Ah, you know I got Jimmy a job once. A nice cushy deal through one of the unions. I guess he really loved that dog. Casso looks up at Kaplan. What do I owe your friends for this? Kaplan just waves him off, though.

Someone was looking to hurt you, and they won't take any money under those circumstances. This is just to show you the kind of thing they're capable of. Well, isn't that nice of those? He closes the file. Casso has never known a cop to do. something for nothing, and he's sure there'll be a price to pay at some point. Pass along my thanks. Sure thing. It's like I said. They're the real deal.

Anthony Casso leaves the bar, finally knowing exactly who tried to kill him. But even though he now has the names of his assailants, that doesn't mean they'll be easy to find. He soon discovers that Jimmy Hydele and his accomplices have all gone into hiding. So Casso sends his soldiers out looking for them. But despite an intensive search, weeks pass without any signs. of the three men. So once again, he turns to Burton Kaplan's friends in the NYPD. Perhaps they can succeed where his men couldn't. Kaplan, of course, assures him that they'll be able to help. For the low price of $35,000, they'll find and kidnap Jimmy Heidel. Casso agrees to the terms, but emphasizes that

Heidel must be delivered to him alive. He wants a chance to interrogate him. Casso still thinks someone else was behind the attack, and he has to know who it was. But despite Kaplan's confidence in his friends, more weeks pass, and even with the cops on the case, there's still no sign of Jimmy Hydel. Casso grows impatient with the lack of progress. But just when he's beginning to think that these two cops of Kaplan's aren't as impressive as he thought, he gets a beep on his pager. It's from Kaplan. He says his friends have finally picked up Hydel, and Casso is thrilled. He tells Kaplan to have Hydel delivered to the parking lot of a Toys R Us in Brooklyn, and Casso,

We'll take it from there. By the time Casso and his driver get to the agreed location, it's dark and the toy store is closed. Casso's car is the only one in the lot. A few minutes pass and then a few more. Finally, Casso sees Bert Kaplan's sedan turn into the parking lot. He stops his car next to Casso's and gets out. He tells Casso that the others are on their way,

but Casso paces the lot impatiently. He won't be satisfied until he gets his hands on Heidel. Eventually, the lights of a third car, turn into the lot. It parks a short distance away and Kaplan goes over while Casso stays back. The less contact he has with these people, the better. There's still cops, after all. A few moments later, Kaplan comes over and hands Casso a set of car keys. He nods back at the third car across the lot and says the cops have left Heidel in the trunk. They've cuffed him, bound his feet with duct tape, and stuffed his mouth with a handkerchief. Still, despite all

their precautions, they had to knock him out because he was making such a racket. yelling and banging his feet against the inside of the trunk. So now he's got a bump on his head, but other than that, as promised, Heidel is unharmed. Casso takes the keys and wanders over to the car. As he's walking, he spots another vehicle by the entrance to the parking lot. Standing by its hood are two men who are looking at Casso's direction. One is tall and heavy set with gold chains that glint in the darkness. The other man is skinny with sunken eyes.

Casso glances at Kaplan, who is just behind him and asks, who they are. Kaplan jokes that they're his police escort. Casso doesn't laugh. He tells Kaplan and his two friends to get out of here. He's got work to do. The other men know when they're not welcome, so they get in their cars and drive away, leaving Casso alone with Jimmy Hydel. Casso pops the trunk, and Hydel was curled up inside, not moving his face bloody and swollen. Anthony Casso smiles. Whether Heidel talks or not, Casso is going to enjoy this. There are people you're told to trust, lawyers, teachers, especially doctors.

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The owner quickly decides it's a good time to take his family out of town for the weekend. And with the family gone, Casso takes Hydel out of the car and drags him down to the basement. The young man has been beaten badly by the police. He's only semi-conscious as Casso straps him to a chair. Casso unwraps the duct tape around Hydel's head and takes out the handkerchief that was stuffed in his mouth. He does want him to talk, after all. But Casso tortures Hydel all night, and by the next morning, the young man has confessed that he shot Casso and claims that the hit was ordered by senior members of the Gambino family.

But it's not enough just for Casso to hear it. He wants other mobsters to know that he's found the man who tried to kill him, that he's smart enough and dangerous enough to track down his would-be assassins. then no one will ever mess with him again. So he invites senior members of both the Lucchese and Gambino families to the basement to hear Heidel's confession. Only once that's done, does Casso prepare to kill him. He's just about to pull the trigger when Heidel asks Casso to do him one favor.

He asks Casso to dump his body in the street so he's found, and his mother can collect the insurance money. Casso solemnly promises he will and then shoots Heidel 15 times. But Casso doesn't keep his word. He tosses Heidel's body into a nearby waterway where it will never be found. Jimmy Hydel's family won't see a cent of the insurance money. But now that Heidel has been dealt with, Casso can turn his attention to the accomplices. During his interrogation, Heidel confirmed the information Casso got from the police.

He was working with Nikki Guido and Bobby Bering, but Guido and Bering haven't been seen for weeks. But eventually, one of Casso's lookouts spots a Red Sports Cruel. outside Guido's house. He gives a license plate to his boss, and Casso then asks Kaplan to get his cop friends to run a check on the plate. If the car belongs to Nicky Guido, then they can follow it.

Selling information from the criminal record database is a way many police officers make a quick buck. It's one of the most common forms of corruption in the department. But in theory, this information is tightly controlled. Detectives are supposed to get approval from their superiors to look up a name and logs are reviewed regularly. But Detective Stephen Caracoppa is in the major case squad. As a highly regarded detective, few would think to question him anyway,

but conveniently, Caracapa also acts as his unit's coordinator. He liaises between detectives and their sergeants and signs off on reports on behalf of his boss. That means Caracapa is in a position to approve his own requests and ensure any suspicious activity on the system never gets flagged. So Anthony Caso's latest request is an easy assignment for Caraccaps. Kappa. And shortly before dawn on November 11, 1986, he heads to NYPD headquarters. He grabs a coffee and strolls into the Major K-Squod room. It's not yet 6 a.m. And Kera Kappa is the only one there.

Most of the guys in his unit don't get in until after 10. He sets his coffee down and logs into the squad's computer terminal. The NYPD Criminal History Computer consists of a small black and white screen with a keyboard attached. The machine is state of the art. It allows Karakapa to see if someone has ever been arrested, along with all their known addresses. To search the system, Karakapa must identify himself by his name and tax number. This security measure means that all searches in the database can be traced back to a specific cop. Naxte needs to enter the case number associated with his inquiry.

Karakapa is here to run a search on Nikki Guido, but he isn't part of the team looking into Casso's attempted murder and he doesn't want to take any unnecessary risks. So first, Karakapa enters the number. number for a case he is working on and starts by running a few names connected to it. Only then does he look up Nikki Guido using the same case number. That way, if someone ever audits the logs, they'll just assume Guido is connected to Karakapa's case and think nothing more of it. And just as the first of his fellow officers trickle into the squad room, Karakapa finishes

his task and logs out of the system. Then, with the information from Karakapa in hand, Bert Kaplan soon comes back to Kassau, and says they have what he's looking for. But it's going to cost him. The price is $4,000. Kassau is incensed. He gave the cops an extra $5,000 for the good job they did with Jimmy Hidal, but now they're demanding almost as much for a license plate check.

Casso thinks they're getting greedy. So he decides to find Nikki Guido on his own. Casso wonders if perhaps Kuito has some other property where he's hiding away. He talks to a contact at the local gas company and asks him to search their files. The man soon comes back with a street address in Brooklyn. Casso immediately sends some of his men to check the house, and they report seeing a guy who seems to fit Guido's description, tall, dark-haired, and Italian-American.

They've also seen a red car on the street, just like the one seen outside Guido's other address. So Casso is sure he's found his man. One of his deputies urges caution, though, telling Casso that they need more intelligence to be sure they've got the right guy. But Casso is too impatient. He orders his men to take Guido's. Guido out and to do it when he'll be least expecting it. And so a few weeks later, on Christmas

Day, 1986, three of Casso's men pull over outside the house in Brooklyn and wait. Inside, Tony Guido is finishing up Christmas dinner with his family. Around the table are his siblings and their adult kids. His nephew, 26-year-old Nikki, is sitting next to him. Nicky has been talking Tony's ear off about the new car he just got, and the conversation continues as the family starts to clear their plates, and Nikki gets up from the table. Hey, want to check out the car now, Uncle Tony? Tony loves cars almost as much as Nicky, but Tony's just eaten. He doesn't want anything more than to put his feet up on the couch and watch TV.

Oh, Nicky, tomorrow, maybe. It's raining. Come on, I'm parked right across the street. Tony can see how much it means to Nicky, and he figures a couple of minutes can't hurt, even if it is raining. All right, all right, let me get my boots on. Nikki grins and grabs his jacket from the back of the chair and calls into the kitchen. Hey, Ma, I'm going to show Uncle Tony the new ride. I'll help clean up in a bit. Nikki fishes his car keys out of his pocket while Tony pulls on his boots. Then they both head out onto the stoop. It's getting dark and the sidewalk is slick with icy rain.

Everyone else on the block is still inside enjoying Christmas Day with their families. And Tony is tempted to turn back too. But Nikki is already crossing the road and his new red, Neelphi, Nissan Maxima is parked half a block up the street. Tony hurries down the steps after him. By the time he reaches the car, Nicky is already in the driver's seat. He reaches over and opens the passenger door for Tony. Tony rubs his wet hands on his pants. I'm getting rain on your seats. That's okay. I don't mind. Check this out. Nikki turns the ignition and the dashboard lights up in a futuristic green. Ooh, doesn't she purr? Yeah, pretty cool like we're in a jet plane or something. And look, it's got a

fully digital instrument cluster. Even the fuel gauge is digital. Yeah, Nicky sure is nice. Tony glances out the window as a man in a gray cap and dark jacket walks by. A man turns and stares right at them. Tony doesn't recognize him and wonders what he's doing out alone on a rainy, cold Christmas day. But Nikki is still focused on the car. Man, it's like something from the future. Look at this. Tony looks back at the dashboard, and as he does, the man in the cap turns back, Steps in front of the car and pulls something from his coat pocket. Suddenly, Nicky grabs Tony, pushes him down. Uncle Tony, get down!

As shots ring out, Tony covers his face with his hands. There's a screech of tires as a car pulls up beside them and then accelerates quickly away. Tony feels Nikki's hand go limp on his back. Nicky, Nicky! Tony sits up. He peers out through the shattered windshield. A man in the cap is nowhere to be seen. What was that? You okay, Nikki?

Nikki is slumped forward in the driver's seat. His jacket stained with blood. Nikki, can you hear me? Nikki doesn't respond. Tony Guido checks Nicky's pulse, but it's clear he's dead. And if it weren't for Nikki holding him down, Tony would be dead too. His legs trembling. Tony runs back through the rain to the house to call for help.

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crime. But the next day, the detective in charge of the case gets a call from the Brooklyn District Attorney's Office. The DA has been investigating the attempted murder of the Lucchase family's underboss, Anthony Gaspipe Casso, and Nikki Guido is one of the suspects, so this was probably a revenge hit. But from everything the detective has learned so far, Nikki Guido doesn't sound like a mobster, and he soon realizes that there are two Nikki Guidos in Brooklyn. One is an innocent young man who worked for a telephone company, and the other is a petty criminal with a string of convictions

to his name. It's clearly a case of mistaken identity, so the detective goes looking for this second Nicky Guido. His life is in danger. But when he visits the address on file, he only finds Guido's mother. The detective tells her what he knows and advises her that Guido should turn himself in for police protection. But when the real Nikki Guido hears from his mother that the cops are after him as well as the mom, he doesn't hand himself in. Instead, he flees New York and goes into hiding in Tampa, Florida. And with Jimmy Hidal already dead, that leaves just one of Anthony Casso's would-be assassins still in New York. Bob Bering is hiding out on Long Island.

And when he sees the news about Nikki Guido's killing on television, he has no way of knowing that Casso got the wrong guy. As far as Bering is concerned, his friend is dead, and he knows that Casso is just waiting for his chance to kill him, too. Bering lives in a permanent state of fear and starts carrying his gun everywhere, even to bed. Eventually, Bering will do anything to get away from Casso, even if that means going to prison.

So on January 3rd, 1987, he turns himself into the police. Hoping for a deal, Bering admits to the attempted assassination, as well as his involvement in several other unsolved murder cases. It's an unusual confession, and he may be going to prison, but at least he'll be safe from Anthony Casso. So while Bering eludes him, Casso at least tells himself that two of the three men who shot him are dead, but then the media picks up the story that the mafia killed the wrong man.

and when Casso learns that the Nicky Guido he had shot wasn't his intended target, he's furious. The entire situation makes him look like a fool, and that's bad for business. Casso demands an explanation from his men, who swear they had no idea they'd shot the wrong guy. But Casso doesn't believe them. Since the attempt on his life, he's become deeply paranoid. He begins to think that his soldiers deliberately killed the wrong man as a way to set up Caso, so he orders a hit on one of the men responsible. On September 3, 1987, this Lucchese soldier is walking down a busy street in Brooklyn with a friend

when someone comes up behind them and shoots them both in the head. Casso is satisfied. He's shown once again that he's not a man anyone should cross, but then he gets a call from Burton Kaplan. Kaplan is upset. The friend who was shot alongside the Lucchese soldier was Frank Santora Jr. He's the cousin of one of Kaplan's corrupt cops and a vital go-between. Kaplan doesn't even know how to be.

to get in touch with the police officers without him. Casso tells Kaplan that he should have told him. If he'd known who Santora was, of course he wouldn't have killed him. But Kaplan had good reason to keep Santora's identity a secret. He's always feared that if Casso discovers his source, he might decide to cut out the middleman. But now his problem is even worse. Without his contact with the police, he's useless to Casso,

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Instead of a handshake, Epilito grips Kaplan's shoulders and kisses Kaplan's cheeks mob style. Kaplan returns the greeting. Well, it's good to see you again, despite the sad circumstances, of course. Yeah, take a seat. Kaplan and Epilito sit down. Epilito clasps his hands. It was a real tragedy what happened to Frank. And my condolences to your family once again.

Thank you. But I don't see why it should affect the work we've been doing. Kaplan smiles. Well, I'd hoped you'd say that. My partner is working on a special task force now. It's all very hush-hush, working with the FBI. And that means he's got even more access than before. We can get your friends anything they want.

Intelligence on ongoing investigations, wiretaps, planned arrests, informants, the whole shebang. But, of course, it would have to be worth our while. Well, of course. But how much are we talking? We were thinking of a retainer situation, you know, like a rolling contract. Let's say four points a month. $4,000 is a small price to pay for almost unlimited access to NYPD files. Kaplan doesn't want Epolito to know that.

I don't know, Lou. I'd have to ask Casso. What we're offering is unique. He won't be able to get this anywhere else. Kaplan hesitates a moment longer before offering Lou his hand. Oh, I know. And I'll be sure to tell him that. After meeting with Louis Epolito, Burton Kaplan immediately calls Anthony Casso.

Casso is happy to pay the retainer, but he demands that Epilito and his partner work exclusively for him. Having such access is a competitive advantage. and he doesn't want Epilito selling the information to anyone else. Epilito agrees to the terms, but then tells Kaplan he wants to meet with Casso directly. Kaplan is furious and frightened. If Epilito builds a separate connection with Casso, Kaplan will be expendable. So he refuses to set up the meeting, and he and Appolito have a blazing argument. It's Apolito's partner, Stephen Caracapa, who saves the deal.

He arrives at Kaplan's house with a plate of homemade cookies and an apology. for Appalito's behavior. Kaplan quickly comes to like Caracapa. He's smart and discreet, just like Kaplan. And soon he's meeting almost exclusively with him instead of Epilito. And for the next two years, a steady stream of confidential police intelligence flows through Kaplan to Anthony Kassau. But the one thing Caracapa and Epilito cannot tell Casso is where the real Nicky Guido

has gone. It's only at the beginning of 1989 that he resurfaces in New York, where he's caught by the police in a cocaine bust. Guido is charged in connection with that crime, but while he's awaiting trial, he's convicted for the attempted murder of Anthony Casso. He's sentenced to up to seven years in prison, and it's a frustrating outcome for Casso. He doesn't want Guido behind bars, he wants him dead. And so far, despite all his efforts, he's only managed to take out one of his three assailants. The Gambino captains who ordered the hit are still out there as well. And by 1990, he's had to have to be. He's had to be a lot of

had a contract out on Eddie Lino, a senior Gambino man for over two years, but no one has been able to pin him down. So Casso asks Burton Kaplan if his cops would be willing to take care of it. Until now, Epilito and Caracapa have kept their hands relatively clean. They picked up Israel Greenwald and Jimmy Hydel, but they left the wet work to someone else. Now though, Casso is offering them $75,000 to take out Eddie Lino themselves. It's a small fortune, compared to their police salary. So Appolito and Caracapa agreed to the deal. But it's the fall of 1990 before they tracked their man down.

On the evening of November 6th, they spot Eddie Lino leaving a Gambino Social Club in southern Brooklyn. They tail his gleaming black Mercedes-Benz along a service road just off the belt parkway. And when they reach a quiet stretch, Caracapa puts a flashing red police light on the dashboard and Epilito accelerates. Lino pulls over to the side of the road.

Karakapa holds up his detective badge and Lino rolls down his window. He asks what he can do for the officers. From the driver's seat, Apolito asks if his name is Frankie. Lino shakes his head with a rueful smile. That's his cousin. His name is Eddie. Karakapa glances at Epilito. This is their guy.

So out of Lino's side, Karakapa readies his gun while Epilito calls over and asks Lino what he's got on the passenger seat. Lino can't help glancing over to look himself, and as he turns, Caracapa raises his gun and fires three shots. There's a splatter of blood, and Lino slumps to the side. His car is still in drive, though, and it starts to drift across the street. Thinking Lino may still be alive, Karakapa quickly reloads before running after Lino's car.

Keeping pace with the vehicle, Karakapa fires another six rounds through the window to make sure Lino's dead. Then he gets back in his car and Appolito races away. Within moments, they're on the Belt Parkway, just another anonymous car among thousands of others. And as they drive east, they quietly congratulate themselves on a job well done. They feel no remorse about killing Eddie Lino. He was a heroin dealer and a murderous thought.

So as far as they're concerned, the world is better off without him. And now, thanks to Anthony Casso, their wallets are as well. From Audible Originals and Airship, this is episode two of mafia cops for American Scandal. In our next episode, the FBI plans a major raid on the Luke Casey family. But when Anthony Casso somehow evades arrest, federal agents begin to suspect the mafia has a source inside the NYPD. Follow American Scandal on the Audible app or wherever you get your podcasts. You can listen to all episodes of American Scandal, ad-free, by joining Audible.

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