Maria has probably never had a violent hand laid on her in her life. Her eyes go wide and for all the tough talk a few seconds ago, she's putting up no resistance.

'You're going to let her threaten me? Do something.'

She talks directly to Ramon, her eyes cutting over Fiona's shoulder. He sighs and stands up, walks over, closes his hand gently, but firmly, over Fi's wrist.

'Don't do that. Let her go.'