\" she answered. \"You'll see it yet.\"
\"Yeah? You're no Bleecker Street girl. I can see it in your eye. You've got the look of one of the high-ups.\"
A burly Italian shuffled into the room clad in slippers, pants and shirt, with his suspenders hanging. He too had a gun in his hand. I was sick with terror. \"What's the matter, kid?\" he growled.
\"Ria says them two women are police spies,\" said Chico. \"Maybe they are and
\" she answered. \"You'll see it yet.\"
\"Yeah? You're no Bleecker Street girl. I can see it in your eye. You've got the look of one of the high-ups.\"
A burly Italian shuffled into the room clad in slippers, pants and shirt, with his suspenders hanging. He too had a gun in his hand. I was sick with terror. \"What's the matter, kid?\" he growled.
\"Ria says them two women are police spies,\" said Chico. \"Maybe they are and
