Chapter 50Puerto Peñasco, Mexico, 2006Standing inside the closed coffin, Cary heard the first bell clang.
Father Lovito, the emcee and referee, continued to shout, his quickfire Spanish sounding like gibberish to Cary...but Cary didn't need to understand it. He was only really listening for the bells; the third one would be his signal to move.
Then, finally, he would be able to see what awaited him.
He'd entered the coffin hours ago, before the crowd had arrived for the big match. Without any peepholes, he couldn't see how many people were out there...but from the sound of the crowd noise, he guessed there were a lot of them.
They sounded excited, too. The chatter and laughter had grown louder and more energetic with each passing moment, especially once Father Lovito had started his
