He drove to Philadelphia and found Peter Hood’s street at 11 p.m. He drove past the house and looked for the Lincoln Towncar he’d chased back in Maryland, but it was nowhere in sight. He continued down the street, made a right turn, and circled back toward the house. Carmine Santori had worked for the Bartolucci Family since he emigrated from Sicily at the age of sixteen—forty-four years earlier. First for Gino’s father and then for Gino after the old man died. He was one of the four men Gino had called to meet with him at the market at eight that morning. The meeting had lasted only ten minutes. All Gino needed to say to the four men was, “My son-in-law is in danger—maybe from the same people who killed my Carmela and my grandchildren. I want you to keep an eye on Peter Hood’s house on Rosemont.” Carmine kept watch over the Hood home from a second-story bedroom in the front of Johnny Galante’s house, across the street from the Hoods.
