MIGUEL WAS TOURING the tunnels to determine the damage suffered by equipment and other elements of the expedition that were inside during the fight, and was approaching the so-called Tarco Huaman room to see with his own eyes the catafalque and the grave goods. Lieutenant Marcucci accompanied him while he was heading to replace the officer who was left in command of the small garrison at the caverns. On the way they ran into a group of soldiers who led three prisoners. One of them seemed to adopt an evasive attitude that made Marcucci suspect so he lit up his face.
“Surprise, surprise.” Exclaimed Miguel “Who do we have here?”
“Do you know him?” Asked the military.
“Of course! It is no other than Rangel, infiltrate and traitor, and high chief of the bandits.”
The mention brought to
