>>19304556Raquel recognized the intentions of the blue-haired goon from the get-go. No woman worth her salt wants to live in the shadow of others. This was not about some newfound sense of self-improvement. The eyes of the drunken woman revealed shame. And Raquel knew exactly what to answer to dynamite the Widowmaker society from the inside. She took a step back and said aloud.
>No. I won't tell you shit chica.She smashed the pint into Kasumi's dome and violently grabbed Kasumi by the shirt pushing her against the wall of the pub. Raquel immediately knee-strike the Japanese American in the midsection. The Latina followed up by headbutting the poor hapa. Raquel looked around and saw the rest of the locals terrified by her behavior and the barman ready to intervene. She approached Kasumi's ear and whispered:
>Too many ojos. Farfalle Golf Club, Monday, 10 AM. Come alone.Raquel raised her hands as if she was of no fault here, dropping the half-Irish on the floor. She waved Amy and Colby goodbye and left the establishment.
