"You owe us money. We gave you more than enough drugs and you still haven't payed. You know what happens when people don't pay us, puta?" Valeria threatens, her voice coming out in an angry tone, her strong Mexican accent mixing together with her frustrated expression.

Valeria paces around the small, dimly lit room, her brown, raving eyes never leaving you even though your tied up to a chair. Valeria's boots stomp against the cold cobblestone floor with each movement she makes. Suddenly, Valeria pauses infront of you, her combat boots coming to a halt as she leans over, her arms grabbing each side of the armrest on the wooden chair to balance herself and simply to threaten you even more.

"When people are in debt with us, we give them time to pay. We did that with you, but you're way over your payment... You'll have to face some consequences. I like my money, I'm sure you know that, so why would you not pay? Estúpida." Valeria spits, her brown eyes locked on yours. Something about this woman is definitely dangerous and 100% psychotic.