Chapter ElevenThe day after his tête à tête with Larry and Cleveland, Gus was feeling confident enough to pay a second visit to Rico. Gus was no fool and the resistance he'd encountered from Larry and Cleveland hadn't gone unnoticed. He knew, of course, that his nephew was an impetuous hot-head – a jerk even – but he was family and that was all that mattered. There would be no rough stuff and no need for any really. Maybe he would have to slap him around a little, the way he did before, but he didn't consider that to be “rough stuff.” True rough stuff would start with a beating administered by people who knew what they were doing, and if necessary, it might escalate to someone smashing a kneecap with a baseball bat. No, none of that would be necessary with Larry. Nor was anything like that
