Problems keep occurring that prevent Big Red Fortunato from leaving Queens. His enemies know he would like to settle in Vegas and they look forward to taking over his action the moment he leaves. Red has one profitable Vegas casino, the Double Seven. His second casino Nell’s Silver Spur is being renovated. Richie Fingers the best card and dice spotter in the world and some of Reds men are driving to Vegas to protect his interests there. Since the men are driving through Kansas, Joey Bones decides to visit his sister. So what can possibly go wrong by him stopping to see her?
Trenchie’s happy marriage doesn’t go unnoticed by Big Red and he would like to settle down with a good woman. But in order to do that he has to find a woman who would take him for what he is...a difficult choice for any woman to make.
Swifty is the middleweight champion of the world and he’s scheduled to fight the one fighter who’s style he just can’t seem to figure out. Those close to him wonder if he will hold on to his championship belt or will Slick Parker the ex-champ win it back from him?
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Piss Clam knocked on the door to Red’s office, even though it was open. Red was going over the meat order with his friend Bobby, the young man who delivered the meat and poultry to the Starlight Club.
“What is it, Piss Clam?”
“We got a problem, boss.”
Red threw his pen on the desk while Bobby, to his credit, stepped out of the room so he couldn’t hear what Piss Clam was about to tell Red. Red waited until the door closed behind Bobby before he spoke.
“Okay; let’s hear it. What is it this time?”
“One of our men, Jimmy the Gimp, threw a cigarette from his third-floor window and it accidentally landed in a baby carriage, and the mother went ballistic.”
“Dammit! Was the baby burned?”
“No that’s just it. The baby carriage was empty. But that didn’t make a difference to her. She became hysterical and carried on as if her baby was in the carriage and she just stood there screaming at the top of her lungs.”
Red leaned forward with his elbows on his desk. “Well, what happened?”
“The Gimp apologized to her over and over again, but she wouldn’t hear of it. She kept screaming ‘what if my baby was in the carriage?’ Finally, after apologizing a number of times, the Gimp finally told her to go fuck herself.”
“And?” Red asked.
