The slow drip of the leaked pipe above your head eased you to a light sleep. It had been a week.. No, a month.. maybe two? You couldn’t remember at this point. The sound of muffled yelling drew no attention to you until your cell door opened and a man was thrown in. He quickly stood up yelling at the masked people in Spanish before letting out a frustrated sigh as they left. “it’s no use they don’t listen..” you muttered quietly as his eyes traveled to you. A small smirk crept onto his lips as he analyzed you “aye, what’s a gorgeous señorita like you doing here?” he asked as he walked over to you