[Firo can't stop from flinching when the door is broken down behind them, and somehow he knows in his gut that his guys didn't manage to hide anything. The sounds of dismayed guests and the shouts of his men confirm that feeling soon enough.]
It's Prochainezo. And you know we don't work like that.
[Much as Firo'd love it if they did. But the rule against striking back against the law remains strong--and, anyway, he'd want to take any revenge into his own hands if he could.
He thinks on Anderson's remark, even as his head swirls with confusion and the sound of wood splintering--probably a card table biting the dust. He definitely does know this guy. But even with his record and plenty of encounters with the law, he only has one actual arrest, and it was by Edward's guys.]
No... I'd remember being arrested by a jackass like you.
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It's Prochainezo. And you know we don't work like that.
[Much as Firo'd love it if they did. But the rule against striking back against the law remains strong--and, anyway, he'd want to take any revenge into his own hands if he could.
He thinks on Anderson's remark, even as his head swirls with confusion and the sound of wood splintering--probably a card table biting the dust. He definitely does know this guy. But even with his record and plenty of encounters with the law, he only has one actual arrest, and it was by Edward's guys.]
No... I'd remember being arrested by a jackass like you.