Vargas’ eyes burned with hatred as he stared up at Rafael, but the drug compelled him to answer. "It was the white bacab ," he gasped. "Guillermo Acosta, priest of Quetzalcóatl, also sent one of his acolytes to Seattle. Like Guzman, he knew I had sent the cultists there—only Guzman did not know the name of their intended target. Acosta dug deeper and learned your grandmother’s name and address. But the man he sent to question her used cruder means to try and make her talk. I can only guess that he must have become frustrated and—"