Two men, X and L, are in a room. Between them, a shotgun. X is the thief, and L the owner of the house who arrested him. They are talking at gunpoint, waiting for the police to arrive: which of the things they say are true, and which part of a game of imposition? Has X really just caused mayhem to an entire bus on the highway? Is he a petty thief trying to escape, or is he an "Angel of the Lord"? Moreover, why does the police never arrive? Is it because L hasn’t actually called the cops? And what’s the deal with his "wife" and "children" who he says are sleeping on the upper floor of the house?
A theological thriller about Good and Evil, about the union through murder, about the revelation of an unspoken "brotherhood" and the ladder that leads to Heaven.