The runaways find an ally, but the net may be closing...

“Boy, you’re such a little liar,” admonished Ms. Wright. Turning back to me, she asked, “Do you have a name, honey?” When I stood silent, she repeated the question in what I assumed was Navajo.

Kajika laid a twenty dollar bill on the counter. He said, “I don’t think she has a name. I’ve never seen her before. But I know she speaks English.” He picked up the bill and popped it few times. “Now how about some service? We’re both very hungry!” He said something in Navajo that made the woman chuckle.