"Ask a judge that stuff--how should I know?" Firo's hardly the kind of person who pays attention to laws--he just knows that they usually run counter to his purposes. "Anybody who sees you here is gonna think you're just as guilty as the rest of us."

Damn it, he needs to tell the other Martillos. Hardly even thinking, he grabs for Carlisle's arm. "Come on, we gotta get out. They could be raidin' the other joints, too." His eyes dart around for some sort of gap in the crowd, a way they could slip out.