On my desk were the original tapes of the recantations alongside two cassette copies. Underneath were two sets of written minutes. After listening to the tapes and checking the minutes for accuracy, I immediately dispatched Jose Torres over to Jimmy Ryan with a set of each. Since my lunch with Rocco I had been wondering exactly how Aldo Leone got to Oscar Jefferson. I wouldn’t dare ask Rocco. Not that he would tell me if he knew. Then again, there must be a hundred ways to murder someone inside a prison, and at least half as many to make it look like an accident or even a suicide. But why the mob? Why did Aldo Leone order the hit? Cops out for revenge could easily do it themselves, especially inside a prison. Tossing an inmate out a window and calling it a suicide seemed easy enough. But it wasn’t. It was actually a messy, and therefore, risky proposition. Too much could go wrong from too overt an act. And if a cop or guard wanted an inmate killed, all he had to do was put him in with the wrong crowd, and drop a shiv on the floor.
