Death
Luciano arranged for Samuel "Red" Levine and three other gangsters provided by Lansky to go to Maranzano's offices on September 10, 1931, posing as accountants/tax men. Once inside his office on the 9th floor of The Helmsley Building, they disarmed Maranzano's guards. The four men then shot and stabbed Salvatore Maranzano to death. As they fled down the stairs, they met Coll on his way upstairs for his appointment with Maranzano. They warned him that there had been a raid, and he fled too.
Following Maranzano's death, Luciano abolished the position of "capo di tutti capi." Maranzano's crime family was inherited by Joseph Bonanno and became known as the Bonanno family.
Maranzano and his wife Elisabetta (who died in 1964) are buried in Saint John's Cemetery, Queens, located in New York City, near the graves of Luciano and Genovese.
The photograph commonly displayed of "Maranzano" is in fact that of Salvatore Messina, who ran vice rackets in London in the 1950s. The only authentic photographs of Salvatore Maranzano in circulation are a small handful of low-resolution shots of the mob boss lying dead on the floor of his Park Avenue office.
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