"The four individuals are handed over to the First Court of Mexico to be paraded through the streets and publicly shamed!"
"And sentenced to death!"
"Execution is immediate!"
"Give me a pack of cigarettes." Just then, two men walked in through the door, and one of them spoke.
The boss, who was eating, got up hurriedly, "What kind?"
"Camel."
"Thirty pesos."
The man handed over the money and, while tearing open the pack, glanced at the news playing on the TV. He pulled out a cigarette and passed it to the person next to him.
"I don't smoke."
"You guys working in this field don't smoke?"
The man chuckled and shook his head, "Staying calm doesn't require cigarettes to support it. On the contrary..."
He lowered his voice, "Maybe someone could even sneak poison into nicotine?"
The man holding the cigarette froze, "Augustine, that's not a funny joke."
The two men were, indeed, Angel Urenia and Augustine Przybylski.