The blessed whore, the faithless monk, the disabled Indian and the honourable son-of-a-bitch. His mother was a whore. His father, English. He didn’t have a surname when a surname was the only means to stave off hunger. Even so, Camacho naively set to work earning his daily bread purely on the basis of his honour; and everything went to hell. They hang people by force. A blessed whore, a mute Indian, a faithless monk and that honourable son-of-a-bitch will try to steal the biggest cargo in the history of the indies fleet. On the far side of the ocean, in that New Spain of an empire on which the sun never sets, in a Yucatan where dreams are drowned by the tropical rains, the hold of the Balvanera is filling up with the most valuable cargo of the time: timber. And, all the while, the Grim Reaper seeks to collect what he is owed…