"Ignacio Raza. The fellow on the wall, the one who did the shooting."
"How did he get inside?" asked Raul, going toward Salvador, clicking the safety.
"I don't know," said Salvador.
They went into the living room to be with Gabriel.
Manuel had come in and was bending over him.
"How are you feeling, Father?" he asked. "Velasco's in the chapel, taking care of Calvo. He'll be here soon."
"Show me where you got hit," said Salvador, clattering his spurs and squatting in front of Gabriel.
"I'd rather wait for Velasco," said Gabriel, perspiration on his glasses.
"Sure," said Salvador, agreeably.
"So you killed that man.... Another man has gone.... That's not the way it should be.... We aren't thinking wisely."