that black spirit, that darkness. he just points the gun at my forehead. the first thing i started thinking of was my children. at first i was saying what does kidnap mean? my dad was stolen by bad guys. i lost everything that i knew just like that, gone. it was such a mystery, who was behind this. it was just tearing me apart. i was suffering so much. we if it takes everything we have, everything i can humanly do. i saw things that no 12 -year-old should see. i mean just the cruelty of incredible fear and agony. when is this going to end? and all the hell that we went through on all the pain has made us unbreakable. the green and white taxi parallel down the highway, something was wrong. why had the man paid ten times the fair for a simple package delivery? we can didn t pry open the alarm full of. the cabbie pried open the package. their terrifying story, more than a decade in the making was about to come to an astonishing climax. i was 12 years ol
raising funds that way. oh, she tried. but local business dismissed the ious as forgeries. summer passed. and then, october. four months into the captivity. the children pulled out home videos, and huddled in their mothers bed. for a long time the kids watched it every single day after school. and sometimes when they weren t around i would go in and watch the part where he blew me the kiss and said i love you, again, and again. i love you. day of the revelers paraded san miguel street in november as the kidnappers showed jane how near death they were willing to take eduardo. the email eduardo had received his first gunshot two