I thought back to the simsense chip case I’d found in the pocket of the priest of Tezcatlipoca. It looked as though all three of Vargas’ fellow bacabs had sent agents to Seattle—whichever one served the priest of Tezcatlipoca had found the dead missionaries long after they were murdered and removed the only part of the puzzle he could find—the simsense chip covers. Which explains why the blood that stained the floor of the missionaries’ rental car had a chance to partially dry before the cases were lifted out of its sticky embrace.