Francesca awoke to the sound of the jail door opening. A large male guard threw her clothing into the jail cell and grunted what sounded like she was going home.
"Vas inicio!
"Am I'm going home? she asked.
" Get dressed Chica, before Fox changes his mind."
Francesca dressed quickly as the guard stood with arms crossed and eyes diverted. She followed him into the waiting room and was told to sit on the wooden bench and wait.
Captain Fox and a handsome middle-aged man came into the room. The Captain, minus his toupee and suit, looked like a bag of potatoes with arms and legs. He crossed hands in front of his crotch and spoke with a pronounced hint of embarrassment in his voice.
"This gentleman has paid for your release."
Francescas memory of the evening before wasnt clear. She remembered Captain Fox visiting her, but the outcome was cloudy. She reached for her medallion impulsively, but it was gone. What happened last night?