When they were done talking, Toño accompanied her to the door and watched her disappear between the cars and trucks parked along Lima’s town square. He imagined her passing the cathedral, where the alleged remains of Francisco Pizarro were kept, though they’d turned out to be the bones of llamas and vicuñas. Lalo Molfino’s tale was so complicated and so mysterious that Toño realized he might have to do as the custodians of those bones had done: mingle the fragments imparted to him by Pedro Caballero, Abanto, and Maluenda with the bones of some beast from the Andes to produce something resembling a life.
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