“You can"t do that,” René said. “Some of these people are seriously injured.”
“I’ll spell it out one last time, Lafarge: we’re following orders from a high level.” The captain smiled; his eyes under the kepi were provocative.
kepiThe soldiers dragged the wounded away. The children were herded together and driven out of the church. João Pereira continued to dab a woman"s feverish temples until a soldier tried to pull him to his feet. João shrugged his large shoulders, and the soldier almost fell over. The painter looked back, his pale eyes completely innocent. He stood up. The soldier took a step backward and gestured with his weapon that the half-blood had to retreat. Alejandro had also risen. He breathed heavily as if he could faint at any moment.
“No,” he said when one of the soldiers
