BITTER WIFE'S PLOT
- The New York Post
BITTER WIFE'S PLOT: RUIN TED
January 31, 2005 -- ONE night in October 2000, Gener osa Ammon
suspected her hus band, Ted, was shacked up with a paramour at their
East Hampton mansion.
As their bitter divorce and custody fight was shaping up, she
thought she saw an opportunity for a commando mission to shake him
up and get proof for her case or blackmail material. She was sure
he had millions in hidden assets. Generosa had never been able to
trust anyone and had been scared of men in particular.
She once became close to one of her woman employees, and discovered
they had much in common. Neither knew their father, and Generosa
confided that her mother "resented me because I was an illegitimate
When the staffer revealed that she had been molested by an uncle,
Generosa told her, "The same thing happened to me." As a result, she
had difficulty trusting anyone and always felt "most people were
just out to get something from you."
Now she was going to get something from Ted.
She bundled her twin children, Alexa and Grego, in the car, along
with her butler, Steven, and Buddy, the family dog. She drove from
Manhattan to the family beach house on Middle Lane, where she
slipped into the driveway of the home she loved, which Ted was
defiling with his presence. Generosa left the car running.
They quietly filed around to the rear patio, where they all sneaked
into the mansion through the pet door just before 11:30 p.m. The
burglar alarm did not sound because the pet door was not wired. In
any event, Ted had not bothered to set it.
The tired kids sat in the dark kitchen while Steven and Generosa
tiptoed through the living room and up the main staircase, with
Buddy trotting behind. At the top of the stairs, Steven pulled out
his camera and got ready. Generosa swung open the bedroom door and
flipped on the light.
Steven raised the camera to his eye to catch a shot of Ted in the
naked embrace of his lover but he was in bed with Sophie, the new
puppy he had bought. Sophie roused and yipped. Ted woke and could
not believe his eyes.
"This is my house!" Generosa screamed. "How dare you be here? You
have ruined my weekend!"
Ted shook his head in disbelief at the scene Generosa had
engineered. She was yelling at him?
He grumbled and did some cursing of his own. Sophie hopped off the
bed to greet Buddy. When Generosa saw Ted's hated dog being friendly
with Buddy, she kicked the poor puppy, not missing a beat in her
loud invective at Ted.
Generosa stalked out, slamming the bedroom door behind her hard
enough to rattle the walls. Ted, who usually slept naked, got out of
bed, dressed and walked down to the kitchen.
"I'm very sorry that you had to go through this," he told the kids.
Generosa roared off, scattering gravel with her tires.
A SHORT time later, Generosa met Danny Pelosi. He had been taking
whatever electrical jobs he could get through other contractors but
he was going under. He was drinking and gambling. He had declared
bankruptcy and his home was in foreclosure, about to be auctioned
A contractor friend had thrown Danny some work, including a good job
for a rich divorcée in the Hamptons, and now introduced him to
another rich woman, Generosa Ammon, who was getting divorced. There
was a lot of electrical work to be done on her East 87th Street town
They met Generosa at a round, corner banquette table in the bar at
The Stanhope hotel in Manhattan. "Howya doin'?" were his first words
to Generosa. He turned on his 100-watt charm and Generosa gave him a
One morning some time later when she arrived at the town house,
Generosa found Danny sleeping in his truck. "None of my workmen have
to sleep in trucks," she declared. "I'll get you rooms at the
Stanhope." That was just fine with Danny.
As Danny worked on the job, he and Generosa became friendly and then
flirtatious. Danny always bragged that he could have any woman he
wanted. Any woman.
It wasn't long before he knew Generosa wanted him. Of course, Danny
was married but he had never let that stand in his way before.
One night Generosa confided in him:
"I haven't had sex in two years."
The only problem was the job. The crew didn't want to get fired.
Keep it in your pants and don't f- - - the customer, they said.
"Promise you won't fire me if we have sex," Danny asked one night
"I promise." Generosa smiled eagerly. Upstairs in her suite at The
Stanhope they had great sex. Later he boasted that he had given
Generosa the first orgasm of her life.
"She didn't know what it was," he bragged with a hoarse
chuckle. "She thought she should go to the hospital!"
Once she had a younger stud-muffin boyfriend, Generosa wanted to
show him off. She bought him a designer tuxedo and took him to his
first opera, at the Metropolitan Opera House.
He hated the outfit and thought the whole opera was goofy. During
intermission he told her, "Yo, this is all about letting your
husband know that you're dating a f- - -in' young guy but let's not
rock the boat here, huh?"
"When you meet people, just say hello. Nothing else," she instructed
That night, back at her suite, a nude Generosa slipped under the
silk sheets. With a sly smile, she gave Danny an order:
"Go into the bathroom and come out wearing just your tool belt."
Danny went into the bathroom and closed the door. He stripped naked
and then put on his leather tool belt, with hanging hammer, rolls of
black electrical tape and other tools.
He felt a bit silly, like one of the Village People, but the
customer was always right. He opened the door and strode out to
Generosa, who was waiting in the bed.
"If this one works for you, let's do it," Danny said, jiggling his
GENEROSA had told anyone who would listen that Ted was a cad, a
philanderer; that he had fathered a son with his girlfriend, that he
cheated on his taxes, that he was involved in shady business deals,
and that he was sexually kinky.
Some of the tales had a grain of truth and others were just lies or
Generosa's paranoid fantasies. Although he had lost about half his
fortune in the market and Internet crashes, Generosa convinced
herself that Ted was hiding huge assets. She was convinced that he
was still worth at least $350 million.
She spread the rumor that he had hidden a pirate's chest of $30
million in cash aboard his new $4 million yacht. Of course, there
was no yacht and no treasure chest.
Ted hired a celebrity divorce lawyer, Adria Hillman, who had a
phrase for these vicious, scorched-earth divorces: Two Scorpions in
One night, when she was loaded at the bar, Generosa told a befuddled
guest, "I know you're a spy for my husband!"
There were no spies. Nor was this the last time she singled out
startled patrons and accused them of being private detectives
shadowing her. She told Danny how she had failed to catch Ted in bed
with someone at the beach house, and she feared Ted was removing
property. She asked for his help. No problem, Danny told her.
There were remote-controlled surveillance systems that could be
hidden in the beach house to catch Ted. He had a friend who
installed them. They would be able to watch Ted when he was there
and he would have no clue.
Ted, meanwhile, was shaken to find that his children were taking
Generosa's side. The kids said they believed Ted had bugged their
telephones at The Stanhope, that their mother was broke but he was
going to file for bankruptcy to steal her money.
"We believe Mom, not you!" they told him.
He had deep concerns about his children's mental health and their
ability to distinguish reality from fantasy. He had no choice: He
would now seek sole and complete legal custody of his kids. Because
of all the dangerous misinformation, the longer he waited, the worse
off they would be.
Later he confided to his older sister, Sandi, how much his wife
hated him. Ted had heard that Generosa's new psychiatrist had
prescribed a psychotropic drug to treat her mental problem but she
was refusing to take it.
"She's crazy," said Ted. "She wants me dead. I think she's going to
Sandi thought about it and agreed. In her heart, she felt Generosa
was capable of murder. She became alarmed and urged Ted to get a
bodyguard, like Generosa had hired for herself. Later, her husband,
Bob, a very cool-headed man, urged the same thing constant
Ted was about to raise the stakes in the divorce and custody cases,
something certain to enrage Generosa even further. Several other
friends and associates also told him to get a bodyguard.
Ted did not take their advice.
IN JANUARY, Danny made good on his promise to help Generosa in her
battle with Ted. He contacted John Kundle, who was installing a
security system at Generosa's East 87th Street town house. Kundle
ran a security firm on Long Island that specialized in cutting-edge
surveillance technology called the Rapid Eye digital video storage
and transmission system. Cameras hidden inside burglar alarm system
motion detectors took video images that could be viewed live or
recorded from a laptop computer anywhere in the world.
It wasn't long before Danny triumphantly flipped open his laptop and
showed Generosa pictures of Ted during intimate moments with his
girlfriend. Danny even set up his laptop on a table at the East 87th
Street construction site. One warm afternoon, while Danny was out,
the construction workers noticed Ted getting amorous in the kitchen
with the new brunette. All work stopped as the men hooted, howled
and cheered as they realized they were watching a millionaire
receive oral sex in the kitchen of his mansion. Later, Danny showed
it to a gratified Generosa.
She later told her friend Ronnie that she had " a whole portfolio of
pictures" of her husband with paramours that would guarantee that
she got all the marbles: the fortune, all of the properties, and
full custody of the kids. "I'm going to hang him with it. Now I want
everything." Ronnie was confused. Nobody got everything in a
Generosa refused to explain. It did not occur to Ronnie that
Generosa was trying to catch Ted in bed with a man and blackmail
Danny Pelosi, an electrician with a notoriously short fuse, was
convicted last month of one of the most sensational crimes of the
decade - coldbloodedly murdering a millionaire investment banker
after stealing his socialite wife. This is the first of a startling
three-part series disclosing the inside story of the crime, the
investigation and the trial - from the book "Almost Paradise" by
Kieran Crowley, who covered the case for The Post.