Thees hijo de puta is just a head, because I made him that way.

Etty “This is not Enrique Gomez. And none of that written there is right.”

“How do you know?”

“Thees hijo de puta is just a head, because I made him that way.”

 Yakovlevich chuckled. “Miss Chica, he died a long time ago, and you are a young lady. Perhaps you are thinking of another head?”

“This is my head, go ahead an’ look at his mouth. He has a gold tooth, right here, she pointed at the upper front tooth of her mouth. And he has a no tooth next to it.”

“How so?” said Arvel. He was intrigued now. Chica never stopped surprising him.

“He had two gold teeth and I pulled one, but the other I could not pull. Go ahead and look.” She began to reach into the blood tinged alcohol to retrieve the head. The Mule Tamer