The throng chanted. Genet tried to speak but his voice crumpled against the admonition of the masses. Finally he retreated from his balcony.
“Enlightened One, the guardians are ready,” said Turiq. “Just give the word.”
Genet paced. How could they have turned against him? Did they not see that the heresy of Ajani and Jazarah was to blame? Did they not understand what was at stake? Could they not feel God’s wrath?
Genet nodded. Turiq raced off to give the order.
Minutes later the sound of gunfire erupted. Screams. Prayers. Genet remained stoic. He knew God’s will flowed through him.