“They do not know us!” Amelia said, her arms wide with fists clenched, the weight of righteous fury a thundercloud on her face. “They do not know the depth of our agony! They come and they speak of justice, but we all know that their justice is false. We refuse to swallow the lies of Akheron.
“This government tells us that the collaborators will be dealt with, but this government lies! This government tells us that once more the police are our friends, but I say they are as corrupt as ever! This government sends its advocates from Akheron to hear our petty complaints, but tell us there is nothing they can do! Who here has experienced the loving hand of our leaders? Have you?”
“No!” came the crowd.
“None of us! And do you know why? It is not because Akheron has forgotten us. Akheron does
