On the same day of her arrival in prison, three of the most dangerous inmates surrounded the 78-year-old woman and demanded that she turn over everything she had. After refusing, they brutally beat the old woman.

After searching her, a guard took the woman to her cell, showed her the bed and warned her:

In a few minutes they will all go out to the courtyard.

The old woman nodded in silence.

I still did not know that he had already caught the attention of those who were most afraid in that prison.

In the courtyard was a recluse nicknamed Navaja.

Practically everyone was afraid of him.

He was big, strong and had numerous piercings on his face and ears. I was used to getting everything I wanted. Next to her were almost always two friends who did not reach all their orders.