A pair of eyes peers out from underneath the bushes where about 20 people crouch in silence, hiding from men in uniforms waving search lights on the other side of a barbed-wire fence.
A pair of eyes peers out from underneath the bushes where about 20 people crouch in silence, hiding from men in uniforms waving search lights on the other side of a barbed-wire fence. “We are federal agents and we know you are there,” an amplified voice cuts through the night speaking in heavily accented Spanish. “Don’t try to cross the river, don’t try to cross the desert, it is dangerous. Stay in Mexico.”