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of his buddy officers had already assured him they would speak to friends. Only his
wife's father, a shrewd old-style Italian who owned a fish market in the Bronx, realized
that a man like Albert Neri had little chance of surviving a year in prison. One of his
fellow inmates might kill him; if not, he was almost certain to kill one of them. Out of guilt
that his daughter had deserted a fine husband for some womanly foolishness, Neri's
father-in-law used his contacts with the Corleone Family (he paid protection money to
one of its representatives and supplied the Corleone itself with the finest fish available,
as a gift), he petitioned for their intercession.
The Corleone Family knew about Albert Neri. He was something of a legend as a
legitimately tough cop; he had made a certain reputation as a man not to be held lightly,
as a man who could inspire fear out of his own person regardless of the uniform and the
sanctioned gun he wore. The Corleone Family was always interested in such men. The
fact that he was a policeman did not mean too much. Many young men started down a
false path to their true destiny. Time and fortune usually set them aright.
It was Pete Clemenza, with his fine nose for good personnel, who brought the Neri
affair to Tom Hagen's attention. Hagen studied the copy of the official police dossier and
listened to Clemenza. He said, "Maybe we have another Luca Brasi here."
Clemenza nodded his head vigorously. Though he was very fat, his face had none of
the usual stout man's benignity. "My thinking exactly. Mike should look into this himself."
And so it was that before Albert Neri was transferred from the temporary jail to what
would have been his permanent residence upstate, he was informed that the judge had
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reconsidered his case on the basis of new information and affidavits submitted by high
police officials. His sentence was suspended and he was released.
Albert Neri was no fool and his father-in-law no shrinking violet. Neri learned what had
happened and paid his debt to his father-in-law by agreeing to get a divorce from Rita.
Then he made a trip out to Long Beach to thank his benefactor. Arrangements had
been made beforehand, of course. Michael received him in his library.
Neri stated his thanks in formal tones and was surprised and gratified by the warmth
with which Michael received his thanks.
"Hell, I couldn't let them do that to a fellow Sicilian," Michael said. "They should have
given you a goddamn medal. But those damn politicians don't give a shit about anything
except pressure groups. Listen, I would never have stepped into the picture if I hadn't
checked everything out and saw what a raw deal you got. One of my people talked to
your sister and she told us how you were always worried about her and her kid, how
you straightened the kid out, kept him from going bad. Your father-in-law says you're
the finest fellow in the world. That's rare." Tactfully Michael did not mention anything
about Neri's wife having left him.
They chatted for a while. Neri had always been a taciturn man, but he found himself
opening up to Michael Corleone. Michael was only about five years his senior, but Neri
spoke to him as if he were much older, older enough to be his father.
Finally Michael said, "There's no sense getting you out of jail and then just leaving you
high and dry. I can arrange some work for you. I have interests out in Las Vegas, with
your experience you could be a hotel security man. Or if there's some little business
you'd like to go into, I can put a word in with the banks to advance you a loan for
capital."
Neri was overcome with grateful embarrassment. He proudly refused and then added,
"I have to stay under the jurisdiction of the court anyway with the suspended sentence."
Michael said briskly, "That's all crap detail, I can fix that. Forget about that supervision
and just so the banks won't get choosy I'll have your yellow sheet pulled."
The yellow sheet was a police record of criminal offenses committed by any individual.
It was usually submitted to a judge when he was considering what sentence to give a
convicted criminal. Neri had been long enough on the police force to know that many
hoodlums going up for sentencing had been treated leniently by the judge because a
clean yellow sheet had been submitted by the bribed Police Records Department. So he
was not too surprised that Michael Corleone could do such a thing; he was, however,
surprised that such trouble would be taken on his account.
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"Good, good," Michael said. He looked at his watch and Neri took this for his dismissal.
He rose to go. Again he was surprised.