I paused the upload, shaking my head. Part of the story was easy to guess. The second passenger on the plane would be the captain of whatever team won the nationals here today. The one whose severed head needed to be placed in the itzompan to trigger the coming of the new age. But Izamal? That was the town where we’d met Father Gustavo Silvio—where Mama G had hidden out once, before losing her memories, and where Gus had sheltered her after her time in the fovea. If Caco was right about Vargas going there to investigate the death of his fellow bacab, he should have gone to Izamal yesterday, when the body was found. Or later in the week, after the ball game—and the sacrifice of the winning captain—were over. No, it didn’t make sense. If he was going to participate in the cultists’ sacrifice of the winning ollamaliztli team captain, he had to be at the site of the itzompan by first light. . .