At the restaurant El Sarandeado, where breakfast is served with a side of free shrimp ceviche, Ramon Ramirez was sly with his movement-building. Between ordering huevos rancheros and coffee, he persuaded the waitress to post signs advertising a 1-800 number people can call if they see an ICE raid in progress.
He pointed across the street as he asked for Splenda. ICE had raided that corner, he told the waitress. Two men were waiting in front of a convenience store for a van to take them to work. Federal agents picked them up before the van did.
The waitress, an hour into a 12-hour shift, left with a flier and returned with six packets of Splenda.