El Yucatango flung Cary aside like a golf club and kept right on bellowing at the sunbathers around the pool of the beachfront resort.
"I have returned from exile!" he said, pounding his chest with his fists. "I challenge El Demonio del Diamante to defend the championship he stole from me!"
Cary clambered up, brushing sand off his clothes and out of his racing-striped red hair, and headed for the caballero pagado once more. Maybe, when it came to capping off his craziness, the third time would be the charm.
Taking a walk on the beach hadn't seemed like such a bad idea at first. El Yucatango had suggested it to clear their heads and plan strategy.
In retrospect, Cary realized, what El Yucatango had had in mind was to tell everyone he saw that he was calling out the Diamond Demon for
