Dani finished her shower, waited for room service, ate and immediately took a nap, not noticing or not caring that Bond had left. Bond was out in São Paulo, looking for Gutiérrez or any of his men. It was starting to get late before Bond finally saw him, Gutiérrez. Esteban Gutiérrez, aka "The Garrote," the kingpin of trafficking and drug dealing in Brazil. He was walking with a few of his guards towards a building. Bond snuck to the opened window where Gutiérrez was talking with his men. "Você já encontrou a menina?" Gutiérrez asked, his voice was raspy and deep; years of smoking, drugs and whiskey would do that to you. "Sim temos, ela foi flagrada no Hyatt com algum homem." Bond's heart seemed to stop. They know. Oh god they know. I have to tell Dani, get her out of there, Bond was about to run when another man walked in, breathing heavily as if he had just ran a mile. "Chefe, estamos prontos para ir. Basta dizer a palavra." Screw bringing Gutiérrez to the British embassy alive, he wasn't about to let him get away with Dani. Drawing his gun, Bond was ready to fight when his phone went off. Of all the times to go off! Gutiérrez heard the sound and looked out the window. Seeing no one, he looked to his men, "Vá buscá-la. Mate o gringo." "Sim, Chefe."
Você já encontrou a menina? = Have you found the girl?
Sim temos, ela foi flagrada no Hyatt com algum homem. = Yes we have, she was spotted with a man at the Hyatt
Chefe, estamos prontos para ir. Basta dizer a palavra. = Boss, we're ready to go. Just say the word.
Vá buscá-la. Mate o gringo. = Go get her. Kill the gringo.
Sim, Chefe. = Yes, Boss.