Chapter 12 .
It was Vicent Mangano’s relative’s wedding in 1938 .Present at the wedding among others were Richards Matson ,Jack Matson,Arthur Matson(born in 1925) ,Tom Nixon,Jeff Nixon ,Mark Matson and another broker .”So can you explain why are we at this mobsters wedding,and why the hell have you brought the children and my unworthy brat “asked Tom taking the sip of wine ,obviously he was very angry about the secret company and investments of his son .”Cmon Tom quit crying,this has got nothing to do with the mob,its just that godf….,I mean Vincent Mangano happens to be his relative,nothing more .”answered Richards .”Anyway ,while the groom is still redying lets discuss some business .First of all Mark I want to start an investement in a new venture called ‘REMRE’,for long I have wanted to invest in this gold mine “said Richards .”What is REMRE”asked Mark .”REM real estate ,after all these years I finally have the money to invest in real estate,in a few years time we are going to be fabulously rich “said Richards .Everybody was shocked,it was one thing for an experienced hand to dabble in real estate and another for a man running a cigars company to dabble in real estate .The fact that he had made this declaration so cooly in a wedding while eating steak shocked them more .But only Tom knew from the 1910s that a man like Richards Matson could do anything .”I will soon declare this during the REM shareholders meeting,I plan to make it the biggest shareholders meeting possible .Another thing ,I am going to appoint Jeff Nixon in a very important place ,his father who is an employee in REM has never seen his spark .”said Richards .Jeff was happy, but this time Tom nearly fainted .
The scene was in a small room near the wedding chapel later that night .Inside were only two men .One was eating nuts and the other drinking wine .The first was a man in his 40s and the second was exactly 50 .The room was dark with just one small light coming out of a marriage bulb .”Godfather,I need help’said Richards the second man .”What?”asked Vincent .”The workers are going out of control day by day,they were good during the depression but nowadays they are being affected by the reds,but somebody is inspiring them for sure,an insider,i suspect the manager”said Richards .”So,what do you want”asked Vincent Manzano .”I know that the family owns some of the labour unions ,I want to have a stake too”said Richards .”Its not easy,you have to first prove to the workers that you are a good boss “said Vincent .Seeing Richards strange look he said further “Or atleast pretend so,hahaha”said the Don unable to control his laughter .
Even later in the night at 2am Jeff Nixon got a call through the telephone in his room .Rousing from his sleep he picked it up irritated .”Whos it”he asked .”Its me Richard Matson”said the voice .”Oh sir,what is it so late in the night”asked Jeff .”I order you to move outside your fathers house immediately ,now that you are in the company this may cause problems ,Tom is a man who gets jealous quickly ,even of his own son ,look I have arranged for a small room of your own in Brooklyn and you must go there tomorrow .”said the voice .”But…..”the phone line had gone dead .
The manager of Bin Cigars flagship factory MR.Alfred Houston was bored .It was closing time but a few workers were busy first aiding an injured worker .Foolish workers .Why are they so fidgety .Then they use the company first aid kits for free .Serfs he thought .Finally he got up to leave and closed of his own office .As he neared his car he saw 2 men coming at him from ahead .When he looked back he saw 2 more men with knives .He quickly opened the door of the car and stepped in only to be greeted by a masked man “You have a private interview “he said .
Richard Matson breathed heavily in his mask .It had been a quite abduction .Manzano had arranged for everything .So as to not give away his identity he had asked Richard to wear a mask,wear heeled shoes to confuse his height and to stand behind a glass pane in the dungeon in Manzano’s factory to change his voice .”So Mr.manager ,tell me how did the workers receive ‘Communist manifesto’and ‘Das capital’ books printed by a Russian author in Britian for free ,tell the truth because this will be the difference between life and death,we are from the CIA’s new anti communist branch” asked Richards in a deeper voice .”I don’t know ,somebody gave the books to the men when I was at lunch”said the manager clearly tensed .”Loosen him up”ordered Richards .The brute man standing next to the manager picked up a crowbar .”I AM TELLING THE TRU….”cried the manager as the crowbar came with a thud on his leg .”One more chance,speak up man”said Richards .”Yes I am telling the truth”said the manager writhing in pain .Richards motined to the brute man .The man picked up a tooth remover .”NOOOO”cried the manager as the brute violently came in his mouth and removed his front tooth in a minute .”I will sayeesh “said the manager .”Spaek up or I will remove all 32 teeth “said Richards .”I gost a casll ,from somebody sayssing that I wils get $20000 fsoor dossing it ,it was somessbody imsportant “said the manager (the spellings are because of pain in mouth due to torture) “That’s enough for me,Fredo take him away”said Richards as he left .As Richards left Fredo took up his pistol .”NOOOOOOO”cried out the manager .He was never seen again except for some hungry crocs in the New Orleans swamps .Thats how Jeff Nixon got a job as the head manager at the flagship factory with strict instructions not to tolerate any communist ideas .