The knife laughed.
Have you heard it? Now it turns out that he wants to give us orders too!
—I didn’t do anything to you —the old woman said in a low voice.
“We do not care.
The knife abruptly tore the bag from his hands and threw its contents to the ground.
A comb, an old handkerchief, several photographs and a small metal box fell on the asphalt.
The inmates laughed.
– And that’s all? She scoffed at the knife. Have we wasted so much time because of this garbage?
The old woman bent down to pick up her things.
But one of the women took one of the photographs with the toe of her shoe.
“Stay away, grandma. Go find her.
Several inmates who were nearby observed what was happening, but none intervened.
Everyone knew Navaja. And everyone understood that whoever tried to defend the newcomer would become the next victim.
