Recoil

Recoil

Brian Garfield

A MysteriousPress.com

Open Road Integrated Media ebook

FOR

BRYAN AND

NANETTE FORBES

PART ONE

THE HUNTED

PART TWO

TURNABOUT

PART THREE

THE HUNTER

Revenge, at first though sweet,

Bitter ere long back on itself recoils.

—JOHN MILTON, Paradise Lost

PART ONE

THE HUNTED

CHAPTER ONE

New York State: 18–19 July

1

THE DOOR CLOSED BEHIND HER WITH A SHUDDERING STEEL crash. The corrections officer at the desk looked up once, dropped his eyes to the stack of forms and did not look at her again. “Name?”

“You know my name.”

“We get a lot of visitors.”

She said, “A

He filled in a space at the top of a form, writing with a ball-point. “You’re here to see …?”

“My husband.” She took one step forward and placed the visitor’s pass on the desk. She kept her hand on it.

It took forty minutes; then she sat in a hard chair at the long table. It ran wall to wall: The mesh partition filled the space from tabletop to ceiling. She had learned how to ignore the flyspecked green walls and the men who stood just inside the doors with their pot bellies cinched up by black pistol belts.

Frank came in and faced her through the mesh in his drab uniform. She smiled at him. He drew out the chair and sat down.

“They all send regards.”

“How are the girls?”

“Sandy has a cold. I’m keeping her in bed today. Ezio told me he heard a rumor about your parole.”

When he smiled it made her think of the early days. He was still thin but he’d gone bald on top and that had aged him. She said, “We’ll have to get you a hairpiece.”

“What rumor?”

“Two months at most. Maybe six weeks.”

“Well now.” He smiled again; he began to relax.

“It’s only a rumor, Frank.”

“Sure.”

She said the rest with a nod: The parole board had been reached, the petition would be affirmed; the fix was in.

“Eight years,” he said.

“Don’t think about it, Frank.”

“Nothing else to think about. Nothing else to do except think about it.” He looked around from guard to guard; his voice dropped. “There was a piece in the Post last week. Page five.”

“I saw it. I gave it to Ezio.”

“You ask Ezio for me, ask him to find those four gentlemen.”

“We’ll see if we can’t give them to you at the front gate. As a coming-out present. Gift-wrapped.”

It inspired his quiet laughter.

THREATENED WITNESSES LEAD NEW LIVES

Federal Marshals Provide Protection

WASHINGTON, July 18—More than 1,000 American families are living false lives under assumed names given them by the U.S. government. Their new identities are all that protect them from violent retribution.

Last week’s congressional budget hearings brought to light the formal existence of a federal witness relocation program, a key element in the Justice Department’s effort to grapple with organized crime.

When witnesses are threatened by organized crime figures against whom they intend to testify, the government offers to protect these witnesses by giving them new identities, new locations, new jobs, and sometimes even new citizenship if the case is judged so dangerous that it seems advisable to relocate the witness abroad.

The protective service is granted to witnesses both before and after they give testimony: In many cases it is a lifetime service. (Witnesses need protection not only from those against whom they have testified, but also from other criminals who may fear being squealed on by the same witnesses.)

Head of the program is F. Scott Corcoran, associate director of the U.S. Marshal’s Service. Interviewed in his office in Falls Church, Va., Mr. Corcoran expressed surprise at what he called “all this sudden interest by the press.”

Mr. Corcoran said, “We’re not a clandestine organization. We’ve been on the books of the Justice Department seven years now. We don’t hide our budget appropriations under phony headings or classified listings. We’re out in the open. The only secret here is the identities of the people we service.”

Last week’s congressional budget hearings included debate over an $11-million a

“We’re surprised but pleased by this sudden attention,” Mr. Corcoran said. “I think the publicity definitely helps. A big part of our job is assuring potential witnesses against organized crime that they can avail themselves of our protective services.”

Witnesses’ names are changed legally, in closed federal court sessions, so that no unlawful acts are committed by administrators of the program. “We’re not perpetrating frauds on anyone except the Mob,” Mr. Corcoran insisted.

But he conceded that some known criminals, granted immunity from prosecution in return for their testimony, have been relocated under new names without the knowledge of local law enforcement agencies. “We couldn’t very well broadcast the witness’ new name to every police department in the country,” Mr. Corcoran pointed out.

Asked about the program’s degree of success, Mr. Corcoran replied promptly, “Our batting average is 998. We’ve had two witnesses attacked out of more than a thousand we’ve relocated. There’s no binding evidence that either of the two victims was discovered by the Mob—the murders haven’t been solved, but they may have been coincidences.”

Mr. Corcoran added, “I’d like to point out that there have been certain instances of witnesses refusing our protection. In a large number of cases those people have gone home and been shot to death or blown up when they started their cars. We’re providing the only successful defense against that kind of retribution. The program has been very successful in encouraging witnesses to step forward. It’s putting a big dent in the operations of organized crime in this country. This program is the main reason why you’re seeing a lot more prosecutions of organized crime leaders today.”