"Have you seen Burino and John?"
Javier had found himself confronting the Moon woman. He didn't like her at all. In fact, he got more of a bad feeling from her than he ever did with Mister Sun. Currently, she was making dinner for the boys who were going to eat it as viciously as they did every night.
"No. I can't help but wonder where they went off to. Just know that I will be in the dining room with some nice food in a second."
"I don't care for dinner, señora. It's good but just tell me where they are."
"Ah yes. Can you just turn around for a second?"
Javier did as he was asked and the second he did so, the detective of whom he fought in a holding cell fought him again. Javier never got the chance to find out but he was a vigilante who went by the name of Poindexter. Ironically, it was his real last name.
"You really thought you could get away from me? After all these years of chasing down leads I've finally found you."
"Ay cuál es tu problema?"
"I thought they got rid of the Spaniards."
Poindexter, without a moment of hesitation, pushed forward to tackle the boxer. Likewise, Javier pushed his fist into the face of the masked man.
"Back off!"
With the force of a dying mountain lion, he punched Poindexter in the jaw and out came a mixture of saliva and blood. Poindexter hit the ground shortly before the others entered the room.
"Alright boys, we have good news and bad news!"
"What's the bad news?"
"You're being hunted by the detectives from last time."
"The good news?"
"Dinner's ready."
Miss Moon set the table and soon enough placed enough food to feed an army.