“I had a revelation,” Josmar said with righteous fervor, “from God.” He spread out his fingers and raised his eyebrows as he said ‘God’ as if explaining a new concept to a three-year-old. “You know. The man upstairs? If he tells you something you do it.”
“So let me get this straight,” Secretary Garcia sighed, “God told you to hijack an airplane because that somehow would get you an audience with President Calderon to warn him about an earthquake?”
“Right.”
“Did you consider you might just be crazy?”
Josmar sat silent for a moment. “I need to rethink my life.”
“Si.”
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