The guard looked at the object.
And he was paralyzed.
His face immediately showed a tense expression.
—Where did you get this from?
The old woman responded calmly:
—They ordered me to hand it over to the prison director.
The guard looked carefully at the plaque again.
—Do you understand what it means?
The old woman nodded.
—That’s precisely why I’m here.
The smile disappeared from Navaja’s face.
—What’s going on?
The guard didn’t even look at her.
Shouted:
—Everyone stay away from this woman!
Nobody moved.
Then he raised his voice even higher:
—I SAID STAY AWAY!
The inmates quickly moved away.
The old woman slowly picked up the photographs from the floor, carefully put them back in the bag, and only then looked at Navaja.
—Did you want to know why I’m here?
Razor remained silent.
The old woman paused.
—Tomorrow you will find out.
