ON 12 JULY, 1968, at 2:06 P.M., a meeting took place between John Anderson and Patrick Angelo in the dispatcher’s office of the Jiffy Trucking & Hauling Co., 11098 Tenth Avenue, New York, New York. This company was a subsidiary of the Thomas Jefferson Trading Corp., of which Patrick Angelo was an officer (secretary-treasurer) of record. The premises were under surveillance by the Bureau of Customs, pursuant to Federal Court Order MFC-#189-605HG, on suspicion that they were being used as a drop for smuggled merchandise. The following is tape USBC-1089756738-B2.
ANDERSON: Well?
ANGELO: It looks good. Papa okayed it.
[Lapse of four seconds.]
ANDERSON [sighing]: Jesus.
ANGELO: But you’ve got to do something for us.
[Lapse of six seconds.]
ANDERSON: What?
ANGELO: We’ve got to put our own man in. You know, that’s SOP—Standard Operating Procedure.
ANDERSON: I know. I figured that. Who?
ANGELO: A man from Detroit. Vincent Parelli. They call him Socks. You know him?
ANDERSON: No.
ANGELO: You heard about him?
ANDERSON: No.
ANGELO: A good man. Experienced. He’s no punk. But you’ll be the boss. That’s understood. He’ll be told he takes orders from you.
ANDERSON: All right. That sounds all right. What else?
ANGELO: You got a brain.
ANDERSON: What else do I got to do?
ANGELO: We want you to cut down on him.
[Lapse of five seconds.]
ANDERSON: What?
ANGELO: Put him down. After it’s all over. When you’re ready to leave. You put him down.
[Lapse of eleven seconds.]
ANGELO: You understand?
ANDERSON: Yes.
ANGELO: You knew you’d have to carry a barker on this job?
ANDERSON: Yes.
ANGELO: So … you cut this Parelli down. Just before you take off.
ANDERSON: You want me to kill him.
[Lapse of seven seconds.]
ANGELO: Yes.
ANDERSON: Why?
ANGELO: You don’t have to know that. It’s got nothing to do with you, nothing to do with this hustle. We want him out—that’s all. You get him out. That’s our price.
[Lapse of sixteen seconds.]
ANGELO: Well?
ANDERSON: You want me to answer now?
ANGELO: No. Take a day or two. We’ll be in touch. If it’s no, then no hard feelings and we’ll forget the whole thing. If it’s yes, the Doctor will get the scratch to you and we’ll start the operations plan. We can get you the schedules of the beat fuzz and the sector cars. But it’s up to you. It’s your decision.
ANDERSON: Yes.
ANGELO: You know exactly what you must do? There’s no misunderstanding? I’ve made it plain? In things like this, it’s best to make absolutely certain everyone knows what’s going to happen.
ANDERSON: I know what’s going to happen.
ANGELO: Good. You think about it.
ANDERSON: All right. I’ll think about it.