I scanned the International Section’s columns and, at last, found what I was looking for. Bogotá, Colombia It was with quiet dignity that Alberto Jesus Sanchez was laid to rest. The private funeral service was held at the Church of San Ignacío, where attendees included his former wife, Isabella Lauretti, and their daughter, Francesca Isabella Sanchez. A most respected civic patron, Mr. Sanchez was killed while attempting to free his daughter and her physician from their left-wing kidnappers. Believed to be led by Raul Fernandez, the EPIC terrorist who broke out of prison the same night Sanchez’s family was abducted, the anti-government extremist organization has issued no statement at this time. Isabella and Francesca had visited me at the hospital, where we said our goodbyes over real ice cream. Neither of them ever knew that I was anyone other than a doctor, and the police findings all indicated that Alberto’s bravery had saved her. I sipped my tea. And what of Raul? Brad’s micro-chipped boot, the one he’d wedged in the plane before dropping to the ground, led SIS on a wild goose chase.
