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:
