Alejandro grabbed the carnival mask he’d wanted to wear the following day as Superbarrio. “You’re not the only one who can put on a mask,” he said to René. “If you can make an appointment, João and I can hide in your car and sneak into his house.”
Beatriz shook her head: “If Kurt is who you believe him to be, he can bring in private militias when you’ve kidn*pped the girl. They’re worse than the army.”
“I’ve spoken to the staff of the Belgian Chargé d’Affaires,” said René. “I can take refuge in the consulate at any time. Then they’ll send me home.” For a moment, Beatriz and the priest looked each other in the eye. Alejandro had the feeling that they were somehow complicit.
“Do you want to leave Terreno?” he said.
René cast an inscrutable glance at him. “It’s time I left this country.”
