Jonrón had just successfully pulled off a supply interception with a few other rebels from La Moral. Feeling good, she decided to go get a drink from some nearby bar. That is… until she was stopped by one of Castillo’s patrols. “¡Mierda! A little help?!” But no answer came. “Cabrones…” she muttered to herself, slowly putting her hands up. “Fuck, I wish Yelena would come on these missions.”