“This isn’t my town. You’re not my town. You should be ashamed of yourselves.” One man stands up and shouts: “Shut up, Ramona! You don’t know anything about this!” Three men in black jackets step silently out of the shadows by the wall, one of them takes several strides across the room, stops in front of the man, and says: “If you tell her to shut up again, I’ll shut you up. For good.”
