Could not.
The old woman looked her directly in the eyes.
—Listen to me carefully.
A silence reigned in the patio so deep that you could hear a metal door closing on the other side of the wall.
—Right now you think you have a defenseless old woman in front of you.
Razor smiled contemptuously.
—And it is not like that?
The old woman remained looking at her in silence for a few seconds.
—No.
He let go of Navaja’s hand.
Then he slowly opened the box.
Inside was an old metal plate.
At first, Navaja didn’t even understand what it was.
But one of her friends suddenly turned pale.
—Wait…
He took a step back.
—I have already seen that symbol.
Razor turned sharply towards her.
—Where?
The woman remained silent.
At that moment, the old woman took out the badge and handed it to the guard, who was already heading towards them.
