Wanda Simmons walked toward us wrapped in a long down coat, flanked by bodyguards.
"You're here again?"
She sighed, then pulled an envelope from her bag.
"Oswald told me about your situation. Life hasn't been easy for you. There's five hundred thousand in here."
The envelope opened, and a thick stack of cash spilled across the concrete floor.
"But there's a condition."
She produced a small brown pill bottle from her bag and twisted off the cap.
"Take this sterilization pill. After you swallow it, take that child of yours and leave the country. Don't come back."
She smiled at me.
"You understand, Oswald is about to run for a position within the group. Someone like you showing up again and again isn't good for his reputation."
"All I need is your guarantee that you'll never appear in his life again."
I stared at the money on the ground, then at the pill bottle in her hand.
"I'm not taking that. I can pay the money back. I'll sign an agreement..."
Before I could finish, the pill bottle slipped from Wanda's hand.
"Oh! My stomach!"
Oswald rushed over.
He jerked his chin at the bodyguards behind him.
"Pin her down over there."