What the hell are the feds doing here? That question disappears into thin air as the four men start to tear apart Adela’s room. “No! Leave her stuff alone!” I yell over the noise, but no one is listening. They tear off her bedsheets and flip over her mattress, knocking down the picture frame in the process. Carelessly, they walk all over her stuff,
Yeeaah. They're so careless and rude
