Following the bombing of Reverse Lightning Labs, the Mexican government deported all recent refugees from Jeffersonia. In Santa Cruz, Piano boarded the Airmobile with a sad, sad heart. He’d been looking forward to a happy, productive life in Mexico. And now the Mexicans gave him a copy of the Book of Jeez and thrust him across the border and into the miserable Blua Zona. The shack he’d once built with his bare hands had been taken over by a shiv gang. So Piano began anew, sheltering under a poncho, with a baseball bat for protection, and little to do but read the Book of Jeez.