And afraid... but not of this old woman.
'Thank you very much,' he said.
The old woman's name was Marta. Her house was very small, but she put some wonderful hot food in front of Alex. He ate quickly, and Marta watched him.
'Oh, you we're hungry,' she laughed.
Alex smiled, but did not stop eating.
Marta found some old clothes for him, and then made some coffee. She said nothing, but watched him with a smile. Alex finished eating and drank some coffee. He began to feel better.
'How did you escape from prison?' Marta asked suddenly .
Alex's face went white. He stared at Marta and said nothing.
Marta laughed. 'It's all right,' she said. 'I'm not afraid of the President's murderer. You can stay here tonight, Alex Dinon, and have a good sleep. I'don't like the police, and I 'm not going to tell them.'