We all have a deep desire, a deep need, to ignore what is happening here…
Anapra, Mexico. Beyond the fence in lies America. Land of the Free.
But freedom doesn’t come cheap.
Tonight, in a deadly card game, Arturo must gamble not only for his friend's freedom, but for his friend’s life – while his own hangs in the balance.
To win, he may have to cheat Death herself.
Death, Saint Death, Santa Muerte. She of pure bone and charcoal-black eye, she of absolutely loyalty and neutral morality, holy patron to rich and poor, to prostitute and narco-lord, criminal and police-chief. A folk saint, a rebel angel, a sinister guardian.
Here are some blog posts to fill things in a bit:
Who are Siggy and Carlos, and what are they up to in their bar?
You can find out a little more about Santa Muerte here
The card game Calavera
An interview with Tom Wainwright of The Economist, about the economics of the drug industry in Mexico
And you can read an extract from the opening on The Guardian's website, here.