"Hokay, señorita, hokay." Then he cocked his head and grinned. "But the Chiclets lady would like you to know that what happened yesterday wasn’t her fault. If she’d wanted to kill you, she could have had the job done, easy." He swung the chain at his belt, and the snap blade sprang open. In one smooth motion he flipped it into his hand, catching it and folding it shut. "She wants you to know she’s still working for you."