"If you touch her only the tip of a single hair, I will destroy every fucking particle of your scrotum you have as face, you get it?" Naia said. She was pushing hard a big brawny man, full of bruises and bleeding from the nose, against the wall. She was just a little bit drained, with messy hair. He nodded as best he could. "Ok, cool" She said more peaceful and let him go. He looked at her with some deep hate in his eyes, but she just inclined his head with a doubtful gesture and agressive gaze. He sighed jaded and nodded again. She smiled at him. After it, she set out to go to the nearest bar while writing a message on her hand terminal. It was for the client, a woman harassed by her ex boyfriend, a stupid bandid who believed to be the king of the streets and actually be less than a rat. When she arrived, she sat at the bar and asked for a whiskey on the rocks. "The cheapest, please" she specified.