Clique was in the middle of the weekly poker game at his Sottocapo's house when the phone rang.
A Capo regime picked up the phone and turned immediately white.
"It seems a rival family want to take out the gambling racket, they bombed the hall and my whole capo regime is dead" he whispered.
The guys and girls all grabbed their weapons, bound for vengeance, but as soon as they emerged into the bright sunlight, they saw that it was all a trap!
A wagon waiting outside house exploded, the last thing Clique saw was a white light in the end of a tunnel.
In Memoriam: RIP: Clique