Rosa and Susan got the meal ready soon. It was simple: Some steamed rice and fruit salad.
Vegetables had been run out long ago. If they couldn’t get any food from the parcels, all they got were several bags of rice and some bread now, which might support them for days.
In fact, they still had meats, but Elvis planned to leave them to Albert. And he had told the two girls not to put any meat in a meal without his permission.
However, considering that Christmas was about to come, Elvis had spared a chicken for that day to celebrate.
“Ask Jimenez to come in.” Elvis sat down and said to Susan. Jimenez was still committing himself to the cartons outside. Elvis wouldn’t told him to come in in person because he needed himself to remain to be a bad demon in Jimenez’s mind.
Jime
