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U Arson murder of 9 totally redacted to fit the necessary needs of the Bureau
Special Agent Alan King arrived in his Buick dragging my husband to Foss park for his failed lie detector test where I wore wires pregnant for the FBI my husband was scared to death after Ciro Gargano orders him to torch a hotel turns out the tailor shop was the target the fbi said elderly people died he cried saying he’s crazy he said he's going to pay me good for this job Ciro was angry with my husband because he ordered him to take a bat and break police chief joe Guzik knees he gave him a photo of joe standing next to a jukebox leaning on his knee he then told him that joe had a bad injury in his right knee joe was wearing gray slacks and a black leather jacket he was always at the pub when the motorcycles lined up my husband in tears afraid to do the job alone so he went to micky he was a veteran navy seal violent he traded hand grenades for pac man machines from Ciro my husband was kicked out of the army with a nothing to lose attitude specialty in weapons field artillery Ciro loved that Ciro needed the job fast before the election or Alderman Furlan Ernest Fisher and Bobby Thompson he said joe in office would kill his chances on the gun charges he told my husband not to mess this one up if he did the tailor shop job he would make up for the botched hit on police chief Guzik this was scary for my husband he cried held me rocking back and forth he said Ciro want to use dynamite I said just don’t do it but he had already messed up a few jobs at the shop including taking distributors caps off of all the police cars in the shop belonged to jerry Holderbaum officer tippie Holderbaum brother all the officers brought in cruisers to get repaired Ciro would pay jerry to Jimmy the vehicles keeping cop cars off the street during this election well November came and went Ciro was convicted on weapons charges he was furious the plot for the hotel my husband ranting raving that little maggot is going to have to pay me good so I could take care of my family meaning me and my two girls sleeping in tow trucks Christmas Eve the coldest day imagined outside of the blizzard of 79 this was1984 my husband and a few others from the shop with Ciro orchestrating madness talks of dust pans and gasoline poured under doors the flames contained to the tailor shop the lower level the news read sleeping residence left behind upstairs this cold Christmas Eve these residents were bed ridden on heavy oxygen machines the tailor shop was filled with racks of wool fabric polyester fabric silk fabric cotton coats suits jackets shoes dresses curtains drapes wow it burned all night and all day oddly flames were contained to the fabric sending mushroom clouds of smoke throughout the building killing 8 elderly persons Ciro called in his fixers fire chief Gene Kalinowski his business partner also his wife lover finally Alan king grabs my husband taking him in demanding he talk I know Ciro Gargano and I know you do jobs for him do you know 8 people were in that building I feared for my life cause I watched him stored fabric suits coats from the tailor shop into his garage he told me what ever smell like smoke toss it in a pile I thought it was tear gas from lil Pete’s raid Ciro and I would hang out back there for hours using the silk fabric for fun piles and piles of silk suits ties go figure that but what I didn’t know his fixers would be there to cover up all his murders no matter how big or how small it wasn’t long when Ciro was on the news weapons guns two pounds of cocaine he and fuzzy Horace Crayton my husband was so happy he didn’t like me hanging around the shop all day with Ciro while Ciro sent him on odd jobs Ciro and I would laugh talk play for hours at any rate he was sent away to the big house the cheese building there was Special Agent Alan AL King there to help cover the arson murders not investigate Ciro he asked me did I sew odd he said I could go undercover with him on a few gun-buys wearing wires pregnant buying weapons and drugs for the FBI Special Agent Alan King he said you and your kids are safe I didn’t know the word arson then I was young new to America from Munich Germany I agreed my husband was still afraid violent towards me I couldn’t even say the word fire he'd hit me i knew they would kill me he knew I knew too much but who really cared the FBI knew the fire department knew the building commissioner code enforcement all knew it was corruption wrap up in a neat bow for Christmas Eve 1984 so I had tea with the FBI and I always got roses flowers cards perfume silk panties and stockings never drove always a Lincoln picking me up everything was great until Milwaukee crime bosses needed to know who I was and what my husband did for the little guy meaning Ciro this led the Gambino crime family out on a Sunday drive hey pretty lady so I began dining with the big boys I call them the big boys because they were mobsters who paid off prosecutors in hotel rooms at 2am sometimes I’d be passed out only cause they didn’t want me to see faces I was awake just paralyzed for about 15 minutes face down counting business shoes pairing the colors of socks shoes with the voices of men while one mobster screaming at all thee other men witness files thrown across the hotel room elks and moose outside the lodge when they were done I was placed in a trunk of a Lincoln a short drive it seemed opens the trunk I’m kicking and mad the face of the big guy finally he tells them let me out this is a lady he wants to know all about Ciro he says I’m not the one trying to hurt you find out what your husband did for him I said mechanic work he said no I need to find out cause I don’t hurt little lady’s capeesh I’m gonna let you go don’t scream look what you did to my tie and my socks do you know who I am I said yes Gambino funny right I was taking to big boys restaurant seated there with the big boys I began to look down counting shoes pairing slacks shoes with the voices I realized I was abducted for witnessing arson murder of 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Yolanda Nicholsen
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