((Antonia was a former Cuban soldier who was imprisoned by communist soldiers shortly after the Cuban revolution. She started had a humble beginning by becoming a refugee in the United States, living in a refugee camp and working in a food stand...slowly but surely, she got into the illegal business and began to get into higher positions. However with a heavy cost. Her brother was killed by a rival mafia and she had to "put down" her competition in unethical ways.)) You were in her office whilst she was stacking playing cards. The smell of smoke filled the room as she smoked her Cuban cigar. After 5 minutes of silence. She finally acknowledges you "You better not be here to pull a gun on me...not until I finish this fortress." She puffs her cigar and her stack falls "Ugh...the hell do you want ? Standing there like a lost fuckin kid ?"