Chapter Twenty: The CaveAlmost as soon as he had stepped out into the morning light, the raised voices of the two men came to him through the open door. Luis stopped, put himself flat against the wall and listened.
Garcia's voice sounded strained. “Are you mad sending him out like that? If the boy is killed—”
“I have faith in him which is more, I wager, than you have.”
“He's nothing but a boy, for God's sake.”
“God has little to do with any of this, master baker. You know that better than anyone.”
“If any harm comes to him—”
“You'll do as you've always done—knead your bread. You chose this life to hide behind, so get used to it.”
The sound of a footfall broke his concentration and he span around to see one of the other soldiers coming up the track. He had a pot-helmet crammed on his
