''Peach amore, What do you want from me"
Baila said with a sad voice.
''Do you see those people over there chico?
My people?
I fight for them every day, What about you guapo, What do you do with your life?
What do you have that is worth fighting for?''
She moved away a bit from Peaches and crossed her arms.
''They blame it all on me , the loss of Puerta in Cambridge , the hundreds of lives lost....
Sure Tribune Werss says he takes care of me , but that perverto Rodriguez!
Life on Mindelo is horrible and we cannot receive canal uno!''
Peaches looked up and mumbled "Mindelo?"
''Ah it's nothing'' Baila replied as she lighted up a smoke.
"Did you bring some gifts for me?
They took away the shoes you gave me, but didn't ask any questions''
Meanwhile the old Cretan silently observed the two from a distance where nobody noticed him.