"Don't play tricks with us. Arafat took you on board. How could you not know? I warn you to cooperate, or I'll throw you into the sea to feed the sharks." The man with the crew cut continued to make threats.
"D-Don't throw me down," Lizette pretended to be scared. "But, what's in it for me? If Mr. Arafat finds out, he will definitely not let me go."
With a smug smile on his face, the man turned around and said to the other bodyguards in Spanish, "Look, a bitch is a bitch. No matter how good her master treats her, she can sell him out easily."
After laughing, he replied to Lizette, "Mr. Arafat doesn't have a chance to know. As long as we get the goods and the supply, Mr. Arafat will become a shark's dinner, and you will have a chance to be the owner of this boat. I'm telling you, our boss can give you ten times more than what Mr. Arafat gives you."
It turned out that was what Sam was up to.