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Brooklyn cop Joe Rizzo---"the most authentic cop in contemporary crime fiction" (starred review Kirkus Reviews)---is ready to retire and spend the rest of his days with his wife, doting on their grown-up girls. But when his youngest daughter, Carol, decides to follow her dad onto the force, Joe decides to stay on until she's settled, calling in favors to get her assigned to the easiest house, the best training officer―anything to protect his baby girl.
While there, of course, he's still working a few cases, though he never would've guessed that one of them would be the most sensational case of his career, the murder of mob boss Louie Quattropa. If mob wars were the worst of his problems, he could handle that, but with a daughter on patrol, Joe knows all too well what dangers await her and what little he can do about them.
With an authentic voice and breathtakingly accurate portrayal of police work, Lou Manfredo's novels have won wide acclaim, and Rizzo's Daughter raises the bar to a whole new level.
- Sales Rank: #1536644 in Books
- Published on: 2012-03-13
- Released on: 2012-03-13
- Original language: English
- Number of items: 1
- Dimensions: 9.54" h x 1.12" w x 6.48" l, 1.06 pounds
- Binding: Hardcover
- 304 pages
Review
“He knows the pitfalls of police work, and his account is both procedural and compelling, never forgetting the psychological toll that comes with the crimes. . . . The grit of South Brooklyn is still under Manfredo's fingernails.” ―New York Daily News on Rizzo’s Fire
“Brooklyn criminal justice veteran Lou Manfredo sticks to his guns in this follow-up to Rizzo's War.” ―The Star-Ledger (New Jersey) on Rizzo’s Fire
“Gripping . . . Bar none, Joe Rizzo is the most authentic cop in contemporary crime fiction.” ―Kirkus Reviews (starred review, One of the Best Mysteries of 2011) on Rizzo’s Fire
“Lou Manfredo gets it . . . This is good police work as it actually occurs . . . sometimes good police work is nearly enough.” ―David Simon, creator of The Wire on Rizzo's War
“Manfredo shows us the nitty-gritty of police work. . . . It's a realistic portrait . . . a solid debut.” ―The Washington Post on Rizzo's War
“Comparable to the late Ed McBain's brilliant 87th Precinct procedurals . . . Manfredo's novel resonates with authenticity.” ―South Florida Sun-Sentinel on Rizzo's War
About the Author
Lou Manfredo, author of Rizzo's Fire and Rizzo's War, worked in the Brooklyn criminal justice system for twenty-five years. His short fiction has appeared in Best American Mystery Stories, Ellery Queen Mystery Magazine, and Brooklyn Noir. Rizzo's Daughter is his third novel. Born and raised in Brooklyn, he now lives in New Jersey with his wife.
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CHAPTER ONE
March
LOUIS QUATTROPA knotted his black silk tie and slipped into his suit jacket. He eyed himself critically in the full-length mirror. Despite his seventy-one years, he cut an impressive figure. The custom-made Italian suit hung perfectly, contoured to his slim, sinewy frame. His black eyes held a dangerous glint beneath his near full shock of gray-brown hair. He found himself frowning at his image.
The Russians. Those goddamned Russians. As if he didn’t have enough to worry about: the feds sniffing around constantly; the young kids coming up on all his crews, half of them druggies, half of them irrational violent psychos. And now the Russians.
He turned from the mirror. Brooklyn covered a lot of turf, and under Quattropa’s regime, it included Staten Island. But now the Russians were shrinking things. They were too hungry, too aggressive. And with their well-earned reputation for violent reprisals against law enforcement, plenty of cops and feds were all too eager to focus on the Italian mob, discreetly turning blind eyes on any transgressions of the Russians. Every day, it seemed, Quattropa’s grip on organized mob activities in Brooklyn grew more precarious, more perilous. And retirement was not an option.
No, Quattropa was old school, one of only a few such mobsters still active. He would cling to his power with both hands until his death, natural or otherwise, or until the law caught up with him and exiled him to some Midwestern dungeon for his last few years on earth.
Quattropa left the bedroom and descended the staircase of his palatial Bay Ridge home. His wife of fifty-one years was seated at the kitchen table, sipping from a demitasse cup.
“Carlo is here,” she said. “He’s outside in the car.”
Quattropa nodded. “I gotta take care of something,” he said. “I won’t be home late.”
His wife rose, crossed to him, kissed him lightly on the cheek. “Alright. Be careful.”
Quattropa patted her arm, returning the kiss. “Okay.”
Louis Quattropa, known since childhood as “Louie the Chink” because of his tawny skin and almond-shaped eyes, left the house and climbed into the front passenger seat of the softly idling Lincoln. Carlo Lentini greeted him from behind the wheel. “All set, Louie?” he asked.
In the dimness of the interior, Quattropa nodded. “Yeah. Let’s go. I wanna get there early, before this Russian prick shows up. I want him comin’ to me, not the other way around.”
Lentini pulled the car into gear, eased it around the circular driveway. “Smart,” he said. “The way it should be.”
“Yeah,” Quattropa said. “But the way it should really be, this prick should be in the river with the fish eatin’ his balls ’stead of gettin’ a sit-down with me. Goddamn Russkie commie prick.”
Carlo smiled. “Say the word. Just say the word.”
Quattropa reached out and laid a hand on Lentini’s shoulder. “It may happen, Carlo. Let’s see how tonight plays out.”
Carlo nodded, contemplating the brightness of his future. Only thirty-two years old and already working for the old man. True, he had to give up his crew, turn in his stripes, but a bump-up like this couldn’t be refused. The old man trusted him as much as he trusted anyone, and that trust meant money. And money translated to power. Carlo knew it was possible for him to earn the big chair some day. Yes, Frankie Saverese, The Chink’s first cousin, was technically next in line. But Saverese was only two years younger than The Chink, and once the old man was gone, who could say? Carlo had the respect of the captains and most of the soldiers. And, more important, he had their fear. Carlo Lentini was the most feared man in the Brooklyn mob outside of Quattropa and Saverese. And maybe that lunatic, Mikey. Mikey “The Hammer” Spano.
Lentini shrugged unconsciously as he drove. Bridges to cross, he thought. For another day.
The Hi-Fi Lounge had not changed much since it first opened in the 1960s. Most of its current patrons were only vaguely aware of what a hi-fi even was, but the business nevertheless did well. It was civilian owned by the same family from day one, and its current operator, Richie Maggio, played by the same rules that his father had established so long ago. Local gangsters were good for business. They were always welcome at the Hi-Fi and always treated well. In return, Maggio knew he’d never suffer at the hands of some two-bit stick-up man, nor would the local cops or Alcohol Beverage Control inspectors bother him much. Neighborhood folks knew they could stop by the Hi-Fi, double-park outside for as long as they needed to, and never be ticketed. They might even get to rub shoulders with a real wiseguy. And since the establishment held such a long tradition with the Brooklyn mob, it was understood that the place was off-limits for any business-related mayhem. It was a safe and neutral no-man’s-land, and very lucrative for the Maggio family.
And so, when approached by Lentini, Maggio had readily agreed to his request. Louie the Chink would be conducting business at the Hi-Fi on this Tuesday night, March 10. The rear room of the bar would be closed to patrons, its eight tables and small pool table sitting idle until all business concluded.
Richie Maggio took almost a sense of pride from it all: most of The Chink’s routine business was conducted at The Starlight Lounge, three blocks to the north of the Hi-Fi. The Starlight was anonymously owned by Quattropa. Without having to ask, Maggio understood: tonight’s business, whatever it entailed, needed to be conducted on the Hi-Fi’s neutral ground, and it must be very high level. Lentini told him to expect four men and to arrange a table accordingly. He prepared a corner table, using his best linens and finest place settings. Expensive Italian wine was chilling, Sambuca stood ready, and espresso awaited fresh brewing. An iced shrimp platter, covered in plastic wrap and fresh from the Thirteenth Avenue Fish Market, sat in the tiny kitchen.
Maggio, wearing his dark gray suit and best blue tie to mark the momentous nature of the evening, stood nervously in the large front barroom of the Hi-Fi. He eyed the room, noting how the cold, misty March evening had kept the bar crowd sparse. He smiled at the barmaid, known to most as Peggy Irish. She returned the smile while hustling to bring fresh beers to a couple of retired regulars at the bar’s end. Jimmy Jam, always jammed up because of problems with local bookies and loan sharks, sat mid-bar, nursing a Seven and Seven. Two construction workers Maggio had seen once or twice before sat nearest him, still working on the “couple of beers” they had come in for some three hours earlier. At a small corner table, sipping what appeared to be gin or vodka cocktails, a young couple, perhaps in their late twenties, sat laughing into one another’s eyes.
Just as Richie was about to turn and recheck the specially arranged table awaiting in the closed rear barroom, the front door swung sharply open. Louis Quattropa, his black felt fedora low on his brow, stepped in. Behind him, the burly figure of Carlo Lentini followed. Maggio glanced up at the clock fashioned into the Budweiser neon sign: seven-forty.
He moved across the barroom to meet Quattropa.
“Louie,” he said, extending his hand. “You’re early.”
“Yeah,” Quattropa said, unsmiling. “I’m early. You got a place set for us?”
Maggio half turned, extending his left arm, pointing toward the closed double doors at the rear of the room. “Of course, Louie, in the back. Just like I promised Carlo.”
Maggio led the way, nodding a greeting over his shoulder to Lentini. He swung the doors open wide, ushering Quattropa and his bodyguard through. Quattropa eyed the corner setup, noted the soft lighting, the low tones of Sinatra piped in over the sound system. He smiled and turned to Maggio.
“You’re a good kid, Richie. Like your old man taught you. How’s he doing, by the way?”
Richie Maggio beamed. “Good, very good. Enjoying himself down in Florida. I’ll tell him you were asking, he’ll be happy to hear it.”
Quattropa moved to the table, undoing his heavy outer coat. Lentini helped him out of it, and hung the coat and fedora on the rack against the wall.
“And your mother?” Quattropa asked.
“Good, thank God,” Maggio said. “It looks like they got it all. She’s feelin’ good.”
Quattropa screwed up his lips. “Fuckin’ cancer,” he said bitterly.
He sat, adjusting himself on the soft chair. Lentini took a seat to Quattropa’s left where he could watch both the side-door street entrance and the double doors they had entered from.
“Lock that side door, Richie,” Lentini said.
Maggio nodded. “It’s locked. I locked it myself.”
Lentini, his eyes dark, stood and crossed the room. He tried the doorknob and found it secure. He returned to his seat.
“What the fuck, Carlo,” Quattropa said. “The man told ya it was locked.”
Lentini shrugged. “Yeah. And he was right, too.”
Quattropa turned to face Maggio. “I apologize. Sometimes Carlo goes too far.” His tone was not the least apologetic.
“No problem, I understand. Can I get you gentlemen something? I’ve got shrimp on ice in the back, I’m putting up some espresso…”
Quattropa held up a hand. “No. Not yet. Listen, I’m expecting two guys. I tole ’em to check in with you at the bar. When they get here, come and tell us. Let ’em wait at the bar. Carlo’ll come out to get ’em.”
Maggio nodded, growing uncomfortable. He hadn’t plan...
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Another Fascinating Joe Rizzo Character Study
By TMStyles
Lou Manfredo has created a very successful formula for his signature character, Joe Rizzo (see "Rizzo's War"). His formula includes a mix of highly authentic police procedurals, mixed with a tough yet heartwarming detective sergeant near retirement, and blends it with touches of family life including his wife and a daughter (who has now joined the NYPD) to illustrate the psychological impact of the job on families. The actual crimes being investigated are of less total interest than the characters and the inter-dynamics among them and the people they serve in New York. If anything, the Rizzo series is more a study in characters and procedurals than high octane suspense thrillers. Indeed, in "Rizzo's Daughter", although there are several investigations that thread throughout the book, it is more a series of investigations revealing the successes and failures of daily routine police procedurals along with the psychological toll these investigations take on the detectives.
Manfredo has created a character in Joe Rizzo that is deep, complex, and multi-textured. He is a man who has seen a lot, done a lot, and regrets a lot. Yet he is a man who believes in the virtues of the law and the expediency of justice. He is a man who on one hand is ready to retire and leave the tough job of policing the streets to someone younger; yet, he simply can't quite pull himself away knowing that his life will be empty without the purpose that being a detective gives him. So he continues to find reasons to delay his announced retirement. When his daughter, Carol, joins the force, Joe has renewed focus to ensure she is assigned to the best possible precinct and to the best possible training officer--in short, Joe has new reasons to delay retirement.
In "Rizzo's Daughter", several sub plots and back stories are presented along with loose threads from the past being tied up. Joe's major focus in this book is to help find who killed an aging mob boss, Louie Quattropa, and why...in hopes of avoiding mob warfare between or among factions of the Italian mob and the ambitious Russian mob. But when his daughter is wounded in the line of duty, Joe smells a connection to the murdered boss that soon has him questioning his own integrity and his own judicial belief system. Rizzo must grapple with end-of-career questions such as, do the ends justify the means? When is it OK, if ever, to cross the line between lawful and unlawful--and to what extent and for what motivations? Can revenge ever equate to justice? These thorny questions and their implications for Joe, his family, and his peers are intelligently explored in "Rizzo's Daughter" giving an increased gravitas to an already great character study. This series is highly recommended to fans of authentic, dogged police work and how police procedurals can solve crimes while sometimes missing justice and vice versa.
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Best Book in the Series
By Badman
Finishing up the "Rizzo" trilogy, "Rizzo's Daughter" is by far the best in the series. All the stuff planted in the first two books finally pays off, and unlike the first two books there is a lot going on, not all of it very pretty. By the end of the book, Rizzo has been so shaken and corrupted by events he has vowed to finally retire for real, a good ending if Manfredo has really decided to wrap it up.
With yet another new partner, Rizzo is soon involved in two cases: the murder of a mob boss that corrupted Rizzo's old partner and drove him into retirement, and the fact his youngest daughter is now a rookie police officer on the streets of New York. Several unexpected things occur, and Rizzo is soon working with the mob boss that might have killed the original boss to find out who is responsible for a vicious attack on a family member, even if it means breaking his oath as an officer.
Like the other books in this series, Manfredo really brings the streets of New York alive and his descriptions are spectacular. The interactions of the cops, and especially the cops with the mobsters, seem realistic enough. More than that though, we get to see a Rizzo that is on the edge and pissed off and willing to cut all corners and bend rules to find out what he needs. By the end of the book we have seen what was present in the first book (a tendency to look the other way and let things slide) become full-blown corruption, due to circumstances beyond Rizzo's control. A powerful and fitting ending, showing the extent a cop will go to and at what point breaking the law they are sworn to uphold becomes necessary. Worth reading the first two just to get to this one.
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Action-packed cop story
By marcie lowrance
Rizzo is a Brooklyn NY career police officer who is ready to retire. Throughout his career he has managed to stay on the right side of the law, though just barely, and to keep his self respect. His daughter has decided to follow in his career footsteps, so before he retires, he wants to see her established in the police force. He uses his contacts to find her a 'safe' job with a good, experienced cop for her first rookie assignment. The assignment doesn't turn out to be safe after all, and Rizzo is drawn in to avenge the man that tried to kill his daughter. The book also details the work that Rizzo does on his own case load, and recounts his experiences with his former partner and best friend. The friendship ended when his partner was believed to be working with the mob. Now that the friend is dying, he wants to talk to Rizzo one last time, and to advise him not to cross the same line that he had done. However, Rizzo wants to avenge the killer who harmed his daughter. Does the end justify the means?
The street jargon was a little hard to follow, but the story made it worthwhile to persevere. I have not read the earlier Rizzo books, but that didn't matter. This was still a good action-packed read.
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