By the speed with which the voices and footsteps were approaching, we had only a few seconds left to make our escape. Even the muscular Rafael wouldn’t be able to carry both Vargas and Fede at once, and so I grabbed one of Fede’s arms and wrapped it around my shoulder, while Rafael took his other arm. Fede was still groggy, but seemed able to shuffle one foot in front of the other. Together, Rafael and I would get him out.