I met an old family friend, a criminal lawyer Esteban Ruiz Diaz, told me that his retirement was devoted to the profession he was passionate about: a private investigator. Agree on a vacation in Cruz del Eje. The two widowed for several years, our long talks we were bringing to mind strange things happened, which had some impact at the time, much discussed in the area.
The one I took was in memory of Stephen very clear so far from reality rather rare truly dramatic without a valid reason.
As I named the case of Juan Leguizamon. Seemed to remember the unusual, it was his search, he began to tell the beginning I knew in broad strokes. What happened
his disappearance had been much discussed, the wife of John was hired after a while and already exhausted all legal means without success.
all started like any ordinary day Juan went to work as usual, only he parked his car in the beach area of \u200b\u200bentry and instead of going to start your day out and disappeared into nothingness.
His wife Laura told Stephen that day put their daughters in school buses and returned to wait for his co-worker were teachers. Juan took his bag down and kissed her strangely without breakfast.
came out before her, had no time to ask what was the trouble. It was the last time she saw him only at night began the search. First of relatives after colleagues and friends, desperate hospitals and police attended. They said they had to
wait. His car was still in the beach area and he had swallowed the earth. Laura
in a desperate and overwhelming effort to cover the absence blamed not know for sure: what? and the inevitable questions arose: What did I do? What opens Call? What I missed? Where and at what time I offended? There are no answers to the deep interior of a human being, only there are contradictions, there is no blame worthwhile. What internal
click jump and unleash fears weak minds, and causes isolation abysmal human beings?
never got a single track that will take you to discover the truth. To his friends was the type piola , Cool generous, few dared to say that I noticed in recent times more silent, taciturn, as if his thoughts were far away.
be spun a thousand conjectures as always happens in these cases, from affairs, to settle accounts and drugs, nothing is further from reality Esteban was closely linked to the family told me they were twenty years of desperate search.
for girls was a brand distressing to see her mother sad, depressed and loss of reality.
years passed, life continued in some way, Olga, the eldest girl was married, less Sonia, the more attached to his father, had psychological problems that even today carries Like his mother.
The two tube psychiatrist delving into these dark areas uncured brutal blunt realism.
Only the arrival of the son of Olga Luciano, mitigated in part the deep pain of foreclosure. It was that light, as a blessing that was installed on their lives.
began to leave behind the troubled thoughts that overwhelmed so long.
But in life everything that you're proposing is not usually so you can start a stage that we thought maybe not. In his grief, Laura thanked risking his case to Red Solidaria. One afternoon a call, stopped his life. Came from the institution, inquiring whether her husband was called Juan Leguizamon, and now 51 años.Tenían would its disappearance in the records, dating back 24 years ago. I could not believe my ears.
In a remote village of Cordoba, they found a surgeon under the bridge, dead ... because of bitterly cold day that hit the region during those months. Among his few belongings
completely deteriorated, he found his paper.
This had happened a couple of months ago.
The village church is responsible for feeding these outcasts, to not see every day, began to investigate his absence, and here they learned by Father Adrian old curate, who said the man who called himself Tito. When he arrived 24 years earlier to seek work in the parish, Father Adrian noted that Tito was an educated person. Noted for his quick thinking and how it solved everyday problems.
One time when asked if he had a family avoided the subject, and escaped to live under the bridge.
just returned to the parish to beg and eat, the past or a word. The priest insisted he thought maybe life came from a hostile and impenetrable. Red Solidaria
continuously tracks the missing data, so as they could find him.
Your DNA confirmed his identity.
When done speaking, remained silent. His end was so touching as bizarre and absurd. These
inner depths that we sometimes exceeded.
I did not know Stephen, but in my mind was rattling the strange history and today again my memory, out of my inner abyss, without a valid response. SUSANA
RADIA.Noviembre, 2010
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