The door opens and two armed men enter, blocking the exit.
“What do you want?” one of them shouts in Spanish
“I want to go to the bathroom,” I answer him.
He grins as he takes a step towards me and suddenly throws his fist into my face. I expected this brutal response and managed to deflect a lot of the force of the blow by spinning as I fell. I look up at him, wipe the blood from a split lip and say as nasty as I can in Spanish:
“You're holding back? You hit like a small child!”
His face reddens and he takes another step towards me raising his rifle butt ready to bring it down onto my skull. Of course, I know that provoking him is stupid… unless you need to rely on the strength of your legs to deliver a kick from a position that’s not easy for him to block! And I was ready to strike
