206- Violent Night

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who are kneeling in the church of a Caribbean village, seeking the sanctuary it might offer. While slowly walking down the aisle, carefully studying each bowed head is the brute of a man who has come to kill you.

Listen now, as escape brings you less Crutchfield story, violent night. Huh? I came awake suddenly. Wide awake. It's a trick you learn around the back countries of the Caribbean.

If you want to stay alive, I didn't move. I didn't make a sound. Just stare into the darkness and listen. Then it came again. Somebody was on the veranda. I slid off the cut, reached for my pistol on the table, and stood up, barefooted, I moved quietly across the room, and stopped by the shutters.

Senor, crazy. Who is it? The Peter. It is the Peter. The Peter? I am come to warn you as terrible danger. Are you alone? See? All right, wait a second. Quickly. What's wrong? What's the matter?

Look, toward the village, good Monte Miguel. What? What? Fire. What's burning? The Estas young of the police, the Federalista army barrack, other places. It is the revolution, senor. Revolution? Who is it? Who's behind it?

Alacram. What? He has come out of the jungle again. One thousand men are following him, and now more from the village. He has guns, trucks, cars, radios. He is called himself governor of the district.

Governor? He won't last 48 hours. Everyone say it is revolution all over the country. You must leave your plantation and go quickly. Pupita. You, uh... You think he still remembers? I'll agree on... We'll never forget.