The old woman bent down to pick up her things.
But one of the women pushed aside one of the photographs with the toe of her shoe.
—Crawl, grandma. Go find her.
Several inmates who were nearby watched what was happening, but none of them intervened.
They all knew Navaja.w
And everyone understood that whoever tried to defend the newcomer would become the next victim.
The old woman picked up the photograph in silence.
When she tried to get up, Navaja pushed her on the shoulder.
The woman lost her balance and fell to her knees.
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The women laughed again.
—Maybe you shouldn’t even be here —Navaja said in a mocking tone—. You should be sitting in a nursing home.
The old woman tried to get up.
But one of the inmates pushed her again.
This time the woman fell directly to the ground.
—Enough… please —whispered.
But her plea only made her attackers laugh even more.
Razor grabbed the old woman by the clothes, pulled her up and slapped her.
—Here you will do what I say.
The old woman began to cry.
She covered her head with her arms as the women began to push her from different sides. One of them hit her several times in the back.
Nobody intervened.
Nobody dared.
But just then something happened that made the entire prison yard immediately silent.
The old woman stopped crying.
He slowly lowered his arms.
And he looked directly at Navaja.
There was no longer fear in his eyes.
Razor frowned.
—What are you looking at?
The old woman did not respond.
He crouched down calmly, picked up the small metal box that Navaja had just pushed aside with his foot from the floor and squeezed it in his hand.
—Open it —Navaja mocked—. What do you have there?
The old woman shook her head.
—You shouldn’t.
—What does «shouldn’t» mean?
Razor stepped forward and tried to snatch the box from him.
But the old woman held his hand in an unexpected way.
Everyone remained motionless.
Even Navaja was taken aback for a moment.
For a 78-year-old woman, her grip was incredibly strong.
Razor tried to remove his hand.
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.
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!
