139. Amaya

"The Russian's wife is very warm, while the Chechen's daughters are troublesome," Alissa told us, and Gemma and I nodded. "The men are much more careful, more respectful, but the thing here is that if they think you're giving them the slightest opening, they'll want to try their luck. That's what led Dante to break one of the Chechens' hands, and since then, they are forbidden to come within five meters of me."

"That doesn't sound good at all," I said with some concern. "But I'll play dumb to see what I can pick up. People tend to talk a lot when they think you don't understand them."

And that was a truth I had unfortunately experienced firsthand, a truth that had made things a bit awkward at times in my life, like the time I caught the Spanish teacher calling us idiots, or the time an old Karate instructor unabashedly called us pieces of pig crap.

When I told my father about it, he pulled me out of that Dojo, and three weeks later, they closed it down for something I had no idea abou