Crimes Committed and Jail Time
Lupo was suspected of at least 60 murders, and may have killed many more. However, he was never caught until 1910, when the Secret Service arrested him for running a large scale counterfeiting ring in the Catskills. He was sentenced to 30 years and imprisoned in Atlanta Prison, but was granted parole in 1920.
Sometime in the early 1930s, the leaders of the emerging National Crime Syndicate called Lupo in for a meeting. Telling him that he generated far too much heat for their liking, they forced him to give up nearly all of his rackets, except for a small Italian lottery in Brooklyn. Lupo relied almost entirely on violence and terror, while the Syndicate preferred to use bribery first.
On his own, Lupo formed a protection racket involving bakers. In 1936, New York Governor Herbert Lehman petitioned President Franklin D. Roosevelt to have Lupo returned to prison for massive racketeering. He was returned to Atlanta Prison to serve a few years on his original counterfeiting sentence. After his release, he returned to Brooklyn, where he died more or less unnoticed in 1947.
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