"Water? Do we look like a Hotel for Krauts? Don't act that girl-ish! People die! Alot of them do. You can't help everyone, just a few of them. I saw people starving to death on Texas and Pittsburgh where we try to run our soup kitchens as best as we can. But we can't save them all."
Coral sighed. That whole story was way to familiar. She actually felt the pain, that women went through.
"How far would you go, to become one of us?" Coral stood up, walked to a fridge and fetched a bottle of water.
"I'm not going to feed you like a child, so I will open your handcuffs now. One sudden move and you die right here and no one will care who you are." she said. While bowing down to the women's handcuffs, she pulled a knife to slice through the tape.
"Liberty duct tape.. the best there is." she smiled.
"So.. How far?" Coral still kneeled on the floor, looking straight into the women's eyes.
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