Argo Greensmith
Tila tumawag pa ito ng back-up sa kaniyang radyo.
"Alms, alms, alms. Spare me a piece of bread. Spare me your mercy. I am a child so young, so thin, and so ragged. Vengeance is not ours, it's God's. . . . It's. . . . God's. . . It's..."
"Ayos lang ho kayo, ale?" Kalabit sa'kin ng isang security guard.
Doon na ako naghubad ng belo at umayos ng tayo matapos kong ibagsak sa sahig ang bitbit kong traveling bag.