More people were hurt stampeding off the pavilion than by the explosion.
I would have killed the viceroy, but a messenger from Guerrero had warned us that harming the viceroy would make the rebels appear to be heartless killers and turn the leading citizens against us.
But it was a spectacular climax to Noche Triste—the Night of Sorrows.
Abandoning my muskets, I raced to the back side of the building and tied the rope off so I could climb down. I figured that by now constables would be coming up the side stairway I had taken to the roof.
I hit bottom and turned around to find my horse was gone.
Someone stole my horse? was my first thought. But a man stepped out of a doorway.
Colonel Madero pointed his pistola at my chest. He seemed to change sides so often, I wondered if he had trouble remembering what side he was on.
“It’s just you and me, Azteca. You are the only mark on my years of enforcing the king’s law.”
“You’re supposed to be on the same side as me.”
He shrugged. “I am on all sides until the last card is turned over. But this is personal with you and me. I’d kill you no matter whose orders I obey tomorrow. Put your hands behind your head.”
“How did you find me?”
“Informants are everywhere,” he said with a grin.
“Not around here,” I said, glancing around. “I don’t see a soul—least of all yours.”
“I never claimed to have one.” Again, he grinned—the ghastly grin that never reached his dead eyes.
“No one else is here?” I asked once more, looking around.
“I’m selfish. I wanted your death all to myself.”
“Shooting an unarmed man with no chance at all is hardly a compliment on your manhood. But then, perhaps you have none.”
Again, the ghoulish grin. “How’s this?” Backing up five feet, he lifted his pistola toward the sky. “You have a pistola under your belt. Go for it.”
My hands were still at the back of my head. There was no way I could lower them to my belt gun, unlimber it, cock the trigger, and kill him before his gun hand returned to my chest … and blew a hole in it big enough for Cortés to march his army through.
I didn’t have a prayer in hell of going for that gun. And he knew it. But what he didn’t know was that my hand was not clutching the back of my head but the thirteen-inch steel dagger in my back sheath.
I fell backward at the same time I flung the dagger.
Madero’s pistola fired.
On my rear end, I clutched at my own pistola, but stopped.
He stood upright, his whole body suddenly convulsing as the pistola dropped from his hand.
Blood poured down from the blade of my knife wedged in his throat.
“Madre dios!” he choked.
“Y el Diablo,” I added.
He dropped to his knees, clutching at the knife, but unable to control his convulsions.
I shot him between the eyes. Not to put him out of his misery, but to make sure that he kept his appointment with the devil.
I found my mount tied to a tree around the corner. Appropriating Madero’s sheathed belt saber, I strapped it onto my mount. Swinging on, I unlimbered my pistola as well. I might need them.
As I rode toward the causeway, soldiers were fleeing for their lives, panic-stricken, in full rout, while mobs hurtled insults and rocks at them.
The combined forces of Iturbide and Guerrero were entering the city.
This time the fight for independence from the spur-wearers would succeed.
Maria and my amigo were waiting for me on the other side of the causeway, tears in her eyes as she watched the waving rebels’ banners and flags of the vanguard approaching the city. Even Luis’s eyes were misted, though I would never dare to have pointed that out.
“Next time,” she said, “when I am being tortured, rescue me quicker, Señor Alchemist.”
As we hugged, I wondered what she meant by “next time.”
The revolution had succeeded.
New Spain would now be independent.
We Aztecs would be free and equal with the criollos, no?
Ayyo … I knew it was not time to put away my pistolas yet.
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Notice
Dedication
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
PART I: TWILIGHT OF THE GODS
ONE
TWO
THREE
FOUR
FIVE
SIX
SEVEN
PART II: AND INTO THE FIRE
EIGHT
NINE
PART III: GOLD AND GUNS
TEN
ELEVEN
TWELVE
THIRTEEN
FOURTEEN
FIFTEEN
SIXTEEN
SEVENTEEN
EIGHTEEN
NINETEEN
TWENTY
PART IV: BOOKS AND RECORDS OF THE “SAVAGES” OF NEW SPAIN
TWENTY-ONE
TWENTY-TWO
PART V: THE SWORD VERSUS THE PEN
TWENTY-THREE
TWENTY-FOUR
PART VI: UN MAL HOMBRE
TWENTY-FIVE
TWENTY-SIX
PART VII: JOURNEY TO THE END OF THE NIGHT
TWENTY-SEVEN
TWENTY-EIGHT
TWENTY-NINE
THIRTY
THIRTY-ONE
PART VIII: MONEY, GUNS, AND GAMES OF CHANCE
THIRTY-TWO
THIRTY-THREE
THIRTY-FOUR
PART IX: THE COUNTERFEIT COUNT
THIRTY-FIVE
THIRTY-SIX
THIRTY-SEVEN
THIRTY-EIGHT
THIRTY-NINE
PART X: A GHOST SHIP OF THE DAMNED
FORTY
FORTY-ONE
FORTY-TWO
FORTY-THREE
FORTY-FOUR
PART XI
FORTY-FIVE
FORTY-SIX
FORTY-SEVEN
FORTY-EIGHT
FORTY-NINE
PART XII: THE CHIMNEYS OF HELL
FIFTY
FIFTY-ONE
FIFTY-TWO
FIFTY-THREE
FIFTY-FOUR
PART XIII: HONG KONG
FIFTY-FIVE
FIFTY-SIX
FIFTY-SEVEN
FIFTY-EIGHT
FIFTY-NINE
SIXTY
PART XIV: PIRATE ALLEY
SIXTY-ONE
SIXTY-TWO
SIXTY-THREE
SIXTY-FOUR
PART XV: IMMODERATE WRATH
SIXTY-FIVE
PART XVI
SIXTY-SIX
SIXTY-SEVEN
SIXTY-EIGHT
SIXTY-NINE
SEVENTY
SEVENTY-ONE
SEVENTY-TWO
SEVENTY-THREE
PART XVII
SEVENTY-FOUR
SEVENTY-FIVE
PART XVIII: ARMS MERCHANTS
SEVENTY-SIX
SEVENTY-SEVEN
SEVENTY-EIGHT
PART XIX
SEVENTY-NINE
EIGHTY
EIGHTY-ONE
EIGHTY-TWO
EIGHTY-THREE
EIGHTY-FOUR
PART XX
EIGHTY-FIVE
EIGHTY-SIX
EIGHTY-SEVEN
EIGHTY-EIGHT
EIGHTY-NINE
NINETY
NINETY-ONE
NINETY-TWO
NINETY-THREE
NINETY-FOUR
NINETY-FIVE
NINETY-SIX
NINETY-SEVEN
NINETY-EIGHT
NINETY-NINE
ONE HUNDRED
HUNDRED ONE
HUNDRED TWO
HUNDRED THREE
HUNDRED FOUR
PART XXII: WAR TO THE KNIFE
HUNDRED FIVE
HUNDRED SIX
HUNDRED SEVEN
HUNDRED EIGHT
HUNDRED NINE
HUNDRED TEN
PART XXIII: BLACK INDIO
HUNDRED ELEVEN
HUNDRED TWELVE
XXIV: CHANGING OF THE GUARD
HUNDRED THIRTEEN
HUNDRED FOURTEEN
HUNDRED FIFTEEN
PART XXV
HUNDRED SIXTEEN
HUNDRED SEVENTEEN
HUNDRED EIGHTEEN
HUNDRED NINETEEN
HUNDRED TWENTY
HUNDRED TWENTY-ONE
HUNDRED TWENTY-TWO
HUNDRED TWENTY-THREE
HUNDRED TWENTY-FOUR
PART XXVI
NIGHT OF SORROWS
HUNDRED TWENTY-FIVE
HUNDRED TWENTY-SIX
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