"Get me a phone," he snaps. "I want to make a call.""Pardon?"
"A phone damnit. Look, I am Columbus. Christopher Columbus. I know the queen, the queen and the king. They can vouch for me. I am to lead three ships across the Western Sea. We've got a deal, damnit! Just get them on the phone."
Whoa, she thinks. Consuela can hear the earnest certainty of his voice. He believes what he's saying. "You want to fall off the edge of the Earth?" Consuela is performing her own little experiment. "You want to die?"
"You don't believe that. Nobody but a simpleton would believe that old wives' tale. Try not to underestimate my intelligence and I'll do the same for you."
"I'll let Dr. Fuentes know you're awake."
"Yes, let your doctor know that I'm hungry, and I have to piss, and I'm not crazy."
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