She looked up after Marcel gave the signal, watching as the men behind the sniper rifles turned their attention elsewhere away from her and the others on the ground floor. Even though her innocence had been acknowledged and this was a huge relief for Amelia, she had hoped to get some rest, not head straight into another delivery job. But she remained quiet as she followed Marcel and his crew, knowing that she would lose more than a handful of cash if she were to refuse. 

As she kept walking, Amelia's mind drifted to past memories of her childhood back in Cuba. She remembered playing games in the school yard with the rest of her classmates, especially that one time she was accidentally tripped and ended up chipping her front left tooth. She remembered one of the teachers walking her home immediately after the incident to show her mother the damage. She remember her mother overreacting at something that seemed so small and meaningless to Amelia at the time. She remembered it all, and she wondered how life would have turned out had they never left the island. 

But, just like that, she was back in the real word as she quickly sidestepped in order to avoid running into one of Marcel's minions.