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A mobster marked for death

Murdered mob boss symbolized Ontario’s Mafia with his gangster chic and the mayhem that shadowed him

- ADRIAN HUMPHREYS

Mafia boss Pasquale (Pat) Musitano’s struggles to push his Hamilton-based mob family to greater underworld power ended late last week when he was shot dead in a parking lot four kilometres from where he will likely be buried alongside his kin.

Musitano, 53, knew he had been marked for death.

A year ago, he was shot in a similar way, in a parking lot beside his hulking, armour-plated SUV. He was hit by four bullets, then, including to his head, but while people wondered if he was paralyzed or brain damaged, he was actually sitting in a chair complainin­g of the hospital’s food the next day.

He was not so lucky last Friday. Musitano was shot in the parking lot of a low-rise plaza on Plains Rd. E. in Burlington, just outside Hamilton, shortly after 1 p.m. He dropped dead at the scene.

Two trusted men were with Musitano, National Post has learned: his close cousin, who was considered a brother, Giuseppe (Pino) Avignone, 59; and longtime mob associate John Clary, 77.

The pair chased the gunman as he peeled away, a source said, apparently striking his getaway car with their own, but the lone assassin escaped.

Clary was also shot in the melee and taken to hospital.

At the crime scene, Musitano’s body lay next to his bulletproo­fed GMC Yukon Denali.

Musitano symbolized the modern mob in Hamilton because of his archetype gangster appearance — an enormous girth, throaty voice, gangster chic — and the mayhem that shadowed him.

He was a decidedly blue-collar mobster who loved cars, hockey, hanging out in bars and restaurant­s, wore dark sunglasses and dressed up in suits, always custom made because of his size, and sometimes a silk scarf draped around his neck.

“He was Tony Soprano before Tony Soprano was on television,” said John Ross, a retired Hamilton police sergeant who interviewe­d and arrested Musitano and members of his family over decades.

When Musitano was released from prison in 2006, his first and only time inside, it was Ross’s job to monitor his parole.

“I let him know straight up — the likelihood of your survival is certainly limited now. And he knew,” Ross said. “This end was inevitable, for sure — and Pat knew it.”

Musitano was born into the Mafia as the eldest son of a Mafia boss, and he embraced its outlaw culture until his final day. He knew exactly what his father, Dominic Musitano, was and what his family name meant.

The Musitano’s mob tradition was brought to Canada in 1937 by Pat Musitano’s great-uncle, Angelo Musitano, a career mobster who fled Delianuova, a town in Italy’s Calabria region.

He left Italy known as The Beast of Delianuova after publicly killing his sister who had, in his eyes, dishonoure­d the family. The Beast dragged her through the town’s streets to the home of her lover and finished her off at his door with a dagger.

The Beast settled as a fugitive in Hamilton, where he had family, and helped raise his brother’s sons, Dominic and Tony Musitano.

As The Beast bounced his nephews on his knee, he told them the ways of the ’Ndrangheta, the name of the Mafia of Calabria, Tony Musitano once told me.

Those nephews went on to build the Musitanos into the smallest of three Mafia crime families in the city. Dominic, who became its boss, would have three sons, including Pat and Angelo.

Pat Musitano was similarly raised in the old culture. Then he added a modern twist.

He greedily read books about mobsters, starting when he was young. He brought them with him when he went out and when he had a quiet moment at home, as long as the Maple Leafs weren’t playing.

“In restaurant­s he’d be sitting at a table reading a book about John Gotti,” said an old acquaintan­ce of his.

“It was like he was cramming for the final exam.” He was, in a way.

As an illustrati­on of life imitating art, Musitano blended real-world lessons from his family with the anti-heroes of books and movies. His persona made him instantly recognizab­le in Hamilton and Niagara.

His father didn’t want his son to go into the family business, an old friend said.

Dominic was content with his achievemen­ts; he owned some 200 properties, many companies, and had a lot of money squirrelle­d away, despite remaining in the same red brick house on working-class Colbourne St. most of his life. It’s the only house on the street where Cadillacs frequently park out front.

Dominic offered to send his son to any college or university. Musitano apparently gave it a try, enrolling in higher education out of town, but it wasn’t for him and he returned to his family, to his city, to his destiny.

From his father, Musitano inherited his rotund figure, intense love of food and cooking, and his mob connection­s.

“Pat was very much his father,” said Ross.

Both men were scofflaws. “The police were always against us — me and my dad,” Musitano said in 2004. “We were brought up that the police was always against us.”

He refused to pay parking fines or traffic tickets, until he was forced to.

“I don’t know how many times I would bring Pat into central police station because he had, say, $1,500 outstandin­g in warrants,” said Ross. Once, he recalled, he asked Musitano how he wanted to settle, did he need to call someone to bring him money?

“No, no, no, I got the cash, I’ll just pay it,” Musitano said, and just like the mobsters he read about, he pulled a huge wad of money out of his pocket and paid his fines on the spot, asked for a receipt and walked off, annoyed.

Musitano married in 1994 at a fancy wedding with a thousand guests in a Hamilton banquet hall. They would have no children.

Working under his father, Musitano used his love of sports to specialize in sports betting and supervisin­g the family’s blackmarke­t gambling. He was devilishly successful.

He also leaned on his love of food to build a portfolio of restaurant­s and bakeries. He was a genial proprietor. He sure knew about food, he would say to diners as he laughed and motioned toward his belly. It was a manner he learned from his father.

In between, he ran wrecking yards, auto shops and a tire-recycling business, among others.

There was also crime and violence.

In 1991, he took the fall for his father, who was on parole, and was convicted of possessing stolen property. In 1996, he was acquitted of conspiracy to commit arson after a near calamity.

Someone had tried to burn down a restaurant and hotel he owned: paper placemats soaked in gasoline were stuffed in toasters set on timers. There were eight tenants asleep upstairs. Luckily, one smelled gas and called the fire department. There was already a pattern of well-insured Musitano properties bursting into flames.

As he waited for a verdict in the arson case, Musitano grew impatient with the judge: “Doesn’t he realize I have champagne waiting on ice?” he quipped. His entourage loved it.

Throughout the years, other members of the Musitano family were involved in murders, bombings and arsons.

Everything changed when his father died suddenly in 1995, after a heart attack.

Dominic had a grand send off with a packed funeral in Hamilton’s towering Cathedral of Christ the King. After the funeral mass, as mourners and gawkers poured out, Musitano emerged from the large, wooden double doors at the top of the cathedral’s 37 stone steps and paused, as if soaking in the consequenc­e of the moment.

“Pat had been Dominic’s understudy, we all knew that,” said an old family associate.

Now Musitano was on the stage.

Where his father had seemed content with his place in the underworld, Musitano wanted to climb higher than his father had.

He took bold action. It may well have cost him his life.

Under a new generation of leadership, the Musitanos became more aggressive, more ambitious. Hungrier. Musitano, and his youngest brother, Angelo, 10 years his junior, started hooking up with gangsters from Toronto and Montreal, whom their father had kept at a distance.

It set off a power struggle within Hamilton’s underworld at a time when things were changing elsewhere. In Montreal, Sicilian Mafia boss Vito Rizzuto had solidified his power over Quebec and looked at Ontario as a place to grow. One of Rizzuto’s impediment­s was Hamilton’s pre-eminent Mafia boss, John (Johnny Pops) Papalia, an influentia­l, old warhorse of a gangster.

On May 31, 1997, Papalia was shot dead. Two months later, one of Papalia’s strongest lieutenant­s, Carmen Barillaro, of Niagara Falls, was also shot and killed. The triggerman in both said Pat Musitano ordered the hits.

Musitano and his brother were eventually arrested for Papalia’s murder after the hit man, Ken Murdock, agreed to cooperate with police. After hearing the evidence, and unable to silence Murdock, the pair agreed to a plea bargain.

A few months after the two murders, but before their arrests, Musitano and his cousin Avignone joined Rizzuto for a late-night meeting in a restaurant north of Toronto. Musitano backed the Sicilians in Ontario, where Calabrian mobsters ran the underworld.

When Pat and Angelo Musitano were sentenced in 2000 to 10 years in prison, Rizzuto’s influence was stretching across southern Ontario.

The timing of Musitano’s big move was disastrous.

By the time he emerged from prison, he had missed the heyday of Rizzuto’s hegemony. The same year he was released on parole, Rizzuto was extradited to the United States for three gangland murders.

“Most people in the community respected but feared Pat and would talk about how ‘the area was safer before Pat was in jail,’” said Paul Manning, a Hamilton police officer who worked undercover targeting the Musitano organizati­on while Musitano was in prison.

“Wiseguys, however, described Pat as a ‘snake’ and would constantly discuss — with enthusiasm — how he would get whacked and who would do it.”

The venom sprang from a sense of betrayal by Musitano for choosing Montreal over Toronto, Sicilians over his Calabrian kin. When Musitano hit the streets again, the Calabrian mobsters were taking them back. Musitano had backed the wrong horse.

“Close to the end, Pat had lost favour with almost everyone,” said Manning.

“He was a dead man walking.”

He didn’t disappear, however. He maintained his swagger. He kept dreaming of a bigger slice of the pie and tried pushing business eastward, beyond his family’s Hamilton and Niagara stronghold­s, into Mississaug­a, Toronto and Vaughan.

That is crowded mob territory.

There were plenty of warnings he had enemies. His Hamilton home was shot up one night, his SUV torched in his driveway on another.

The most painful was the murder of his brother Angelo in 2017.

Rival mobsters were heard on secret police wiretaps, saying Angelo’s murder “was a message” for Musitano and that he was next.

A few months before his brother’s murder, he ordered his armour-plated SUV. The doors were loaded with metal plating, its windows replaced with glass 19-millimetre­s thick, tires fitted with reinforced inserts to run even if shot.

“It was bomb proof, bullet proof and hard on gas,” said someone familiar with the vehicle.

Such a tank, however, can only protect what’s inside.

Mobsters need to see and be seen. Serious mob business must be done faceto-face, even during a pandemic.

I LET HIM KNOW STRAIGHT UP — THE LIKELIHOOD OF YOUR SURVIVAL IS CERTAINLY LIMITED NOW. AND HE KNEW. THIS END WAS INEVITABLE, FOR SURE — AND PAT KNEW IT. — RETIRED POLICE OFFICER JOHN ROSS

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 ?? ADRIAN HUMPHREYS / NATIONAL POST FILES ?? Police on Friday investigat­e the murder of Hamilton Mafia boss Pat Musitano in Burlington, Ont. Musitano maintained his swagger despite knowing he was a marked man.
ADRIAN HUMPHREYS / NATIONAL POST FILES Police on Friday investigat­e the murder of Hamilton Mafia boss Pat Musitano in Burlington, Ont. Musitano maintained his swagger despite knowing he was a marked man.

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