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Sálvora Island. 2 January 1921

Cousin!

Wish a happy New Year
to all our cousins.

You can come and tell them yourself.

You might stop being single.

I'm not missing anything on the mainland,
Benito.

I am. Take me with you.

Only men go there.

To have fun.

Go sell this.
Let's see if you can make anything.

Will you give me one?

I don't have any of my own yet.

Come back soon.
The island is very lonely without you.

When the sea allows our return.

Don't rush.

We'll be fine without you.

There'll be no men on the island.

Only the worst of them,

the overseer.

It's not a good night to be left alone.

The sea is rough.

THE ISLAND OF SECRETS

These animals live
in the African savannah.

Can't we see them here?

Aside from the animals
that you brought to the island,

there's hardly anything here.

I have a surprise for you.

Will you read it, María?

U-Under... the mild... sky of

the no-ble Ga-li-cia, bro-ther...

Ok, stop.

lies... an en-chan-ted island...

...of co-ral rocks.

You can stop there, María.

Light emerald...

...un-der the moon-light.

Kissed by the calm crystal water...

where mermaids rehearse
their captivating songs.

Our island.

Sálvora.

That's right.

It was written by Ramón Cabanillas.

He dedicated an entire book
to your island.

We have to go now,
to check on the land.

Yes. I have to go to the lighthouse too.

See you tomorrow.

There's a ship coming tonight.

Hush, María.

We've done our part.
What else can we do?

That corner over there.

Looks like the orc left the sea.

Manolo, please, be quiet!

Good afternoon, Overseer.

Come on, work faster!

At this pace it'll get dark
and the spirits will come out.

I'm more scared of some of the living.

With the little you speak...

you'd better stay quiet sometimes, María.

Maybe in your house,

but not outside.

Well, let's hurry up

otherwise it'll get dark.

Good afternoon, Overseer.

Tomorrow I want the tribute
from the 7 houses on my doorstep.

The master is in a hurry.

Sir...

It was due in 3 days...

Without delay I said.

You're surely quick to speak.

A couple of rabbits.

Two shitty rabbits

was all they paid for this island
more than 200 years ago.

And they still make money off it.

When you're supposed to speak,
not a word.

But when you should be quiet,
you sure speak!

María!

María! Come!

Come!

Let her go!

Let her go!

Be quiet!

Overseer!

- Tell your husband to come out.
- He's not here.

What do you mean he's not here?
Where is he?

He must be home.

They'll all die.

What happened, Tomás?

A shipwreck.

A big ship just hit the rocks of Apejar.

My goodness.

And the overseer is missing.

- The sea will smash them on the rocks.
- Why's that?

They'll try to reach shore
if they hear it so close.

It's impossible that way.

The fog is everywhere.

I don't think they even saw
the lighthouse.

They'll see this for sure.

They'll know something's going on.

To warm up the survivors that make it.

If they make it...

The Overseer's missing,
the only one who could do something.

For now, let's pray.

There's nothing else we can do.

We can go.

Let's go tell Ribeira about this.

Benigno, Secundino, take that boat!

We still know the way.

You're going to take
a little dinghy on a sea like this?

We've gone out to catch
octopus on days like this.

How will they know the way?

If they're south while we're north?

Be careful.

There's nothing more dangerous
than the clutches of a drowning man.

I can't see anything.

Not even the lighthouse.

Then listen!

I can only hear the waves, María.

We have to get away
from the coast.

Come on.

Help!

We can't make it.

Where do we start?

Oh lord...

Help!

Don't go towards the shore!

You'll die on the rocks!

Here!

The tholepin just broke!

It's pulling us in!

My children!

My children!

María!

Just her.

I need to find them.

It's easier if you come here.

Alberto!

Conchi!

-You'll make us fall.
-I need to find them.

Don't move!

Help!

Help!

Hail Mary, full of grace,

our Lord is with thee,

blessed art thou among women,

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb,
Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour of our death.

Amen.

Tomás Jáuregui.

Juana.

Juana?

Orbea.

All that time in the seminary
has served its purpose.

We must be neighbours, Juana.

I'm from Donostia.

We're from Rentería, sir.

How long does it take for
the sea to bring back a corpse?

It's... it's hard to know.

Yeah.

I just don't want them
to be left alone.

It's so cold.

This was his last journey
before he could retire.

The last one...

Last one...

María, what did we do?

I'd never seen
the sea before.

How could I know what to do?

Juana...

They've done all they could.

No one is to blame
for this nightmare.

Why isn't your husband here?

Sir... I don't know where he is.

Was he swallowed by the earth,
Francisca?

Doesn't matter.
Don't say a word.

I don't want to hear any of
your superstitions about spirits.

Where are the survivors?

At the pub, warming up.

How many are first class?

From now on, don't get
near these bodies.

They are in our custody.

We're taking them
to Ribeira as soon as we can.

Congratulations.

What they did... raises up
the people on this island.

My tenants are heroes.

In this case, heroines.

The three of you will receive
the highest honours.

-Sir.
-Yes.

Don't move.

-Sir.
-Gentlemen, please.

What are you doing?

You can't touch the bodies.

Looks like someone
has already done that.

The visibility was close to zero.

And the old lighthouse
has a very weak light.

Yes. We couldn't figure out
the location of the lighthouse.

Sometimes we thought it was there,
and sometimes not.

The sea pushed us
towards the rocks.

It was stronger than us because...

we were going at half speed.

We tried to go backwards
but it was already too late.

What destination?

- Buenos Aires.
- How many were on the ship?

256 people.

Emigrants and crew members.

You know how many were rescued?

Look, I only speak of corpses.

All of them third class, I assume.

I don't think so.

They must have died on the boat.
The sleeping area was... a rathole.

And the smell of vomit, disgusting.

Even pigs had no reason to envy them.

What about the lifeboats?

As far as I'm concerned,
the Santa Isabel had enough.

Yes, but some were destroyed
when we sank,

and the first boats that went out
hit the rocks full of people.

Poor people...

They heard the coast
so close, came straight to it

and hit the rocks.

It all went wrong.

The ship, did it have more problems?

Would you care to shut up?

Write that down.

On its maiden voyage there was
a problem with the turbines.

Was there a safe on board?

-Yes.
-Tell us when you find it.

Well... we're done here.

I'll give this report to
the port captain of Vilagarcía.

Don Luis, if you're ready
we'll take you to the mainland.

Yes.

Once again, this shipwreck
couldn't knock down our strongman.

Now we just have to wait
for the next one;

there's always one.

When your drunken husband shows up
tell him to come to the mainland.

To my house, right away.

If he shows up.

He will show up.

Excuse me, I was told there is
another boat later on....

I'd like to find out
a bit more for my article.

I hope you don't mind.

No problem.

Francisca will kindly
help with all you need.

María!

Allow me to introduce myself,

León Cofré, distinguished
correspondent from Buenos Aires,

the final destination of
the steamer Santa Isabel.

I'd like an interview with you

to learn everything about
your brave deed.

What?

How did you manage to save
the lives of these 48 people?

You want me to talk about that?

That's right.

Josefa!

Let's start.

What you did is really moving.

What made you leap into the sea?

Why did you go?!

What else could we have done?

Wait onshore, safe and sound.

It was the right thing to do.

You could have waited for
some help from the mainland.

We'd be in trouble if we had to wait
for people to come from the mainland.

If we'd thought it through,
we wouldn't have gone.

But you must be... very happy and proud.

Yes.

Why?

Because you saved the lives
of 48 people.

What about the ones we couldn't save?

Everyone will be talking about you.

And what a series of coincidences
leading to this shipwreck, right?

An old lighthouse, the storm,

an island with no men,
a missing overseer...

What a tragedy.

A disaster.

Thank god you were there.

Well, I won't keep you any longer.

You must be exhausted.

Do you know the reason why... some
of the bodies have their fingers cut?

Or their teeth pulled out?

The sea can do horrible things to a body.

Not to mention men and women...

They don't collect all that?

Half of what falls to the ground belongs
to the one who finds it

or to the owner of the land.

This is the best sea wall ever.

We feel safe on the mainland thanks to it,

but they cope with the worst waves.

Are you awake?

You just woke me up.

-That night...
-What?

María?

Go to sleep, it's still dark.

María...

I'm going to confess.

To a priest.

What are you talking about, Josefa?
Are you out of your mind?

I can't take it anymore.

Of course you can take it,
just as well as I can.

How are you, Maximiliano?

Yes, yes.
It's a very interesting subject...

I'd like to stay a bit longer.

Yes, I know they were Galician emigrants
but the ship was going to Argentina.

Seven people died from the same family.

This popular Basque businessman...
I can't remember his name.

From Pehuajó. He knew how
to advertise himself in the paper.

What was his name?

That's the one! That one, well,

he's not just any Galician.

I don't intend to split hairs but
that island has something going on.

May I?

Yes, of course I talked to the heroines.

But those girls, they don't seem okay...

Would you bring me a coffee?

Yes, Maximiliano,
it's as if they felt guilty...

There's something weird.

Look, the report was
published too quickly,

and everyone is cleared
of any responsibility.

A horrible accident.
That's it. No more.

And... I'm not so sure.

Also, can we talk about my business?

-María, what happened to your hand?
-Nothing, I fell.

Come, I'll take a look.

They say the men will arrive today.

If only they'd been here the other night.

We'll see if your husband
comes with them.

I hope so, Francisca.

If he's dead it's better to know now.

Every newspaper is talking about you.

The three heroines of Sálvora.

Three? All of us were there
doing what we could.

Some in the water
and some onshore.

Josefa! The sea has brought back
the body of the overseer.

What?

Come on. We have to go to the beach.

We'll fill him up with stones
and throw him back in the sea.

They'll catch us.
Oh god, they will.

We're not going to prison.
Do you hear me?

Prison, that's the least of my worries.

It's gone.

María, it's not here!

May I speak now to the captain
of the Santa Isabel?

I was told not to allow
any visits for now.

He's not fully recovered yet.

He got pneumonia
and something else...

-Something else?
-After this shock he refuses to talk.

He doesn't speak at all.

He tried to shoot himself at sea.

-Of course. You saw that happening.
-No.

-Don't be like that! I heard about it.
-Ah, right.

She's there all day.

At 7 am, waiting for someone
to bring the bodies of her children.

The marquis is very generous with her,

he pays for all of her
expenses while she's here.

My deepest condolences. León Cofré.

What were you doing in the port
the other day, searching the dead?

-What did you see?
-The same as you.

Somebody took advantage
of this shipwreck.

Don't keep quiet.

Don't fail the memory of my children,

how I failed them.

No, don't say that.

What could you have done?

Not get on that cursed boat
my husband convinced me to take.

I could have thrown myself in the water.

Got them out...

I could have warned the captain when
I saw the strange lights on the coast.

Why were they strange?

I'm not sure.
I was on the deck with my Alberto.

He was feeling sick.

-And I saw those lights on the coast.
-The lighthouse.

These were two lights.

Two lights?

I hadn't heard anything.

Still no news from your husband?

-He hasn't come back with the men?
-No, sir.

I was waiting for him on the island.
Who else is going to hunt with me?

Everybody out!
The master is here!

Let's see, the famous María,
Josefa and Cipriana.

Come.

Come here!
Come on.

I have great news for you.

As promised,
a tribute will take place for you.

You're the heroines of Sálvora now.

On the mainland everybody is...
talking about you.

We want to thank you
for what you've done.

On top of that, you will receive
5000 pesetas.

And that's only the beginning.

Are we going to the mainland?

Of course.

The tribute will take place in Vigo.

Tomás, apart from teaching them
to read

you could show them how to behave
in public, for the tribute.

Could we speak for a minute?

We're running out of daylight;
I don't have time to hunt.

We'll talk after I get my game.

Congratulations on your tribute.

Thank you.

You need any help, Julia?

No, thank you.

Oh, heroines...

If I were you I'd go to the bar.

Those poor souls were lucky
to have you there.

You must be proud.

Thank you.

It was the right thing to do.

I'm sure there were some
who didn't do the same in the past.

Those are tall tales.

-They're not true.
-Yes, I know...

I know...

And...

And what do those legends tell?

You know...

The thieves...

The lights...

What lights?

Cipriana, we have to go to the sea.

-Good afternoon, María.
-Hello.

It's funny, one of the survivors told me
she saw lights on the coast

before the shipwreck.

Whom should I speak to
if I want to stay for a few days?

Good morning.

I'm sorry to bother but...

I was looking for a place
to stay for a few days.

You can't stay here.

A-And is there any other place?

Perhaps.

I guess you like visitors.

We don't.

I see...

The toilet...?

There are gardens.

Quite big gardens.

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

Why are you lame?

Crippled.

I was beaten up.

I'm very sorry for...

what happened to your father.

What an unlucky coincidence...

that he disappeared
on the night of the shipwreck.

He did not disappear.

He left?

He walked away?

Certainly not.

There's no better place
to boss about than this one.

So he was murdered?

He was murdered by
the thieves of the shipwrecked.

The thieves of the shipwrecked...

so that he couldn't stop them.

It's the first time since...

Cipriana, what are you doing
talking to that journalist?!

Huh? What are you doing?

I wasn't doing anything wrong.

He just wanted to talk to me.

And I...

I want to talk about that night but...

I can't speak to anyone in the village...

they don't look at me
the same way.

It will pass.

Or not.

Do you... sleep well?

I have very bad dreams.

Those faces and...

those hands and...
all that screaming.

It's not the first time you see
a dead man in the sea!

And I hit him...

I hit him in the hand.

Did you see it? And now...

Now you're alive.

And he's at the bottom of the sea.

And... what about his wife?

What about his children?

Leave, Cipriana.

If you're going to act like this,
it's better to leave now,

you'll be a risk for us at sea.

Go!

You too?

If they stir up the thing with the lights

we're done for.

What about the body?

I'll take care of that, Josefa.

Let's go.

You know where to find me
if you need me, Francisca.

Don't worry, ok?

You and me have to talk.

Look, Marquis, Sir.

-Yes?
-Will the tribute be only for them?

Don't worry.

I heard you'll stay
around for a while.

I would have preferred
to arrive, hunt and leave

but my job entails these things.

This island means more to me than
it has ever meant to anyone else.

If only the authorities had made
the effort

to inaugurate the lighthouse
once and for all

hundreds of people
wouldn't have died on my coasts

putting my tenants in danger.

Servants.

If the island had radio or
telegraph to contact land,

a lot of people wouldn't have died.

For them, they won't put it.

Now we have a lot of first class people
dead and perhaps they'll reconsider it.

Why are there corpses
with their fingers cut?

The Civil Guard has to return the
belongings to their loved ones somehow,

don't you think?

Aha.

I hope you have a nice stay.

Me too.

León Cofré.

We didn't introduce ourselves properly.

Tomás Jáuregui.

This is the lighthouse then.

Why?

The new lens is coming from Germany.

How long have you been waiting for it?

For two years.

For two years...

It's not so long if we consider
it's been 16 years under construction.

What is it? A cathedral?

Let me guess...

You'll inaugurate it just now.

It's too late for 216 people.

And why are the rocks
shaped like that?

If you ask somebody on the island

they'll tell you stories of kings, jaws
and tongues turned into rocks.

I'm asking you.

They are a perfect mixture.

A material that can be easily eroded,

strong wind blowing for hundreds
of years and the humidity of the sea.

They're just like the shipwreck.

One could spend a lifetime
trying to figure out their shape.

Depending on the point of view
they have one shape or another.

Buy me a whisky.

I guess it must be hard
for a man like you to live here.

Well...

The sea is not that idyllic
when you see it every day

and it surrounds you everywhere.

You had a change of plans.

Excuse me?

You have to be willing to get away
from something to end up here.

You tell me.
You're here at Christmas time.

Far away from your country,

-...from your people.
-I can run away in a few days.

There's no hell like a small town.

I believe I'm out of whisky.

Yes. I won't bother you
any longer, don't worry.

Just a simple question...

What are these "raqueiros"?

What are you looking for?

That word belongs to another time.

Old wives' tales,
legends.

Did they use lights to sink ships?

Torches,

sometimes tied to the horns of oxen.

That tricked the captain into thinking
it was the lighthouse

and then he would crash.

Savages.

Illiterates.

We're finally rid of him.

Maybe we should leave too.

Leave?

Is everything ok, María?

Tell me.

Can I borrow a book?

Of course.

I keep them in the lighthouse.

Let's go then.

Oh, it has sold well?

You want more morbid stuff?

Yes.

Blood...

Thorny details.

If you want more morbid stuff
let's talk about my issue.

Once my article is sent
my situation changes.

I can go back.

Good. Bye.

Could you pour a little something?

Can I talk to the captain now?

H-He left.

But you didn't miss much.
He would only say:

"I saw nothing"
"I saw nothing"

But you might be interested in
the testimony of the good souls

that selflessly hosted the survivors.

Of course.

It's better if you don't
mention my name.

What matters is that the public
understands our charity,

just like that of the people in Sálvora,
that's even more commendable.

What?

Illiterate and uneducated as they are,

that kind of charity
is very commendable.

I think charity goes from top to bottom,

and not among equals.

What those women in Sálvora
did is solidarity,

not charity.

What you're doing is charity.

The journalist thinks there is
something weird about the shipwreck.

Like what?

In any case, he's gone.

For now, María.

You could use the money
they'll give you to leave the island.

Why?

So that you can see
other places, María.

Every day is the same here.

Nothing ever changes.

So?

There are places where...

where it isn't that hard to survive.

We have everything we need here.
We don't need money.

-I don't miss anything.
-Because you don't know anything!

You're trapped here.

Speak for yourself.

María...

María!

María!

Say hello.

Wave at them.

-Ladies.
-'Hurry up, the heroines are coming'.

Welcome!

Come up here.

Come.

The heroines of Sálvora!

Thank you.

- Thank you.
- Congratulations, my girls.

'Thank you so much'.
'Thank you'.

The four mermaids.

A board made up of men

has decided to award
these modest people of Sálvora

the medals they deserve.

Because these three...

I mean, four, women from Sálvora

they are the sisters of our wives,
our mothers and our daughters.

Because there is no greater love in life.

María...

They're clapping for us.

When have you ever seen applause
for a woman outside of a procession?

Why else would they be clapping?

-Come with me, ladies.
-What about the deceased, the families?

Today is your day.

Enjoy.

Good morning.

I am delighted to have you here.

I've been refused the insurance
for emigrants for three days.

Because I embarked on December 29th.

We'll study your case, of course.

But now is not the right time, madam.

This ceremony is for the shipwreck
of the Santa Isabel, right?

Well, yes.

All of my children died,
the four of them.

And I paid the premium
for each one of them.

I'm very sorry for your loss.

But those children...

were economically dependent on you.

The insurance does not cover
those cases.

Excuse me.
Follow me this way.

They want to give the donation
to the heroines on the balcony.

Very well.

Are you in mourning
already, Francisca?

I'll be wearing black until
my husband shows up.

I see.

And I think I'll wear it forever.

Come on, hope is the last thing we lose.

My girl, either they made him
disappear or...

Okay, Francisca, let's not resort
to madness.

I'll report it to the Civil Guard
as soon as we get back.

This disappearance
has gone too far now.

We should find out where
everyone was that night.

Come on, where could
we have been?

At home, with our families.

Everyone?

Let's see if your father shows up.

We're worried.

I'm sorry.

If you're so sorry,
why don't you comfort me?

Pig...

Pig!

If you don't do it,
I'll tell them everything!

I saw you, María, I saw you.

Saw what, retarded?

Saw what?

I'll tell everything.

That you killed my father.

You're going to be mine, María.

I'll be the first on the island to do it.

You bitch.

Bitch. Bitch.

It'll be your word against mine.

Did you hear me?

You had more reasons
to kill him than I did.

That bastard used to beat
you and your mother up.

So shut up!

Shut up!

What have they done to you?

Paloma.

That cures everything.

This is what you use
here when you're sick?

We're never sick.

That thing you're doing
will cure me for sure.

Here.

What happened to your foot?

I'm going to show you something.

Pepe, where are we going?

Is this your father?

What are you doing with
your father's corpse, Pepe?

I found it.

What do you mean you found it?

But your father was killed, Pepe.

A murder.

Was it you?

No.

Tell me the truth.

He hit you again
and you killed him.

Don't touch it!
Don't touch it!

Tell me the truth, Pepe.

You killed him.

Don't lie to me, Pepe.

Where are you going?
Come here.

María did it! With Josefa!

What are you talking about, Pepe?

I saw them.

Why would they kill him?

Because they were leading
the ship towards the rocks...

and he saw them.

With lights?

With torches!

She's an evil beast.

She did this to me!

But w-why were you
hiding the corpse?

An evil beast...

Don't touch anything.

Leave the corpse where it is.

I'll come with the Civil Guard
first thing in the morning.

Don't touch anything.

María.

There's no evidence here.

We only have the word
of a retarded man.

And the body.

That's why I brought her,
to tell us what she saw.

It would explain what Pepe says
and some other things.

Juana, tell them what
you saw from the ship

on the night of the shipwreck,
when the deceased man disappeared.

Don't worry, Juana.

We're going to believe you, don't worry.

Please, Juana.

You have to tell what
you saw from the ship.

Juana, stop for a second, please!

I can guarantee that...

they will believe you.

I didn't see anything.

Pardon?

I didn't see anything.

The lights.

I didn't see them.

I was in the cabin, not on the deck.

I lied.

I made it up.

Juana,
were you threatened not to speak?

What do I care what they do to me?

Why would you lie then?

I wanted to hurt them.

Those who had stolen from the dead.

Those women.

Those women?

It's their fault that I'm alive.

I have to put up with
this pain every day.

I'm sorry, León.

I heard the stories about
the lights and I couldn't help it.

Look at what I have to go through.

Because of you.

Josefa...

Why do you have to be like this?

Always pushing forward, like an ox.

Josefa...

They couldn't find
anything. It's over.

It's over?

It's over?

Just for now, María.

Calm down.

I'm going to pay for
something you did.

I defended you.

-He was trying to drown you.
-Why were we there, María?

Why?

Why, huh?

They were about to sink
another ship, Josefa.

Are you sure that's why?

Josefa...

Are you sure that's why you went
and dragged me with you?

I didn't drag you.

And I didn't ask you to come.

I went because I didn't want you
to commit an atrocity.

And I'm good for nothing,

because you did it anyway.

-They were about to...
-Don't talk nonsense, María.

Don't talk nonsense.

You're like a plague, María.

Stay away from me.

My condolences.

ARE THE HEROINES OF SÁLVORA
THIEVES?

Poor Cipriana.

The marquis sends word that all
tributes and donations have stopped.

What are you doing here?

I was looking for you.

Well, here I am.

What did you do, Tomás?

Did you turn off the lighthouse?

It was impossible to see
the lighthouse on a night like that.

A true lightkeeper
would never say that.

They tricked me.

They asked me to turn off
the lighthouse but...

-...but they didn't tell me what for.
-And you didn't ask what it was for.

The marquis gave me no choice.

Did you do that to the dead?

Of course not.

Pepe did it.

The overseer would have done it
as well if you hadn't killed him.

Pepe told me.

You always poke your nose
into other people's business.

Just like now.

You're a coward.

We look like thieves and
it's all some bastards' fault.

Where do you think you're going?

If they find out about this
we'll all go down.

But you'll fall first.

Understand?

Do you know that if you speak
the marquis will put you in prison?

Who will believe the words of
a simple mule against a deputy?

Do you understand?

Do you understand?

Pepe!

Pepe, did you kill him?

Did he tell you why he did it?

Out of greed.

He wanted to keep
the loot of the corpses.

Don't you think the actual catch
might be a big game?

Case closed.

The best sea wall.

How much must have
the marquis paid them not to speak,...

not to talk about that night?

He makes us all be quiet.

I came to say goodbye.

Good riddance to bad rubbish.

I came to apologize actually.

You're the only ones who know
what happened on that night.

And I obviously failed to find out
about it.

But one thing is certain.

You saved the lives of many people

without asking anything in return.

It must have been really hard.

I guess I was unable to understand it.

Thank you.

Forgive me, Josefa.

Forgive me.

THE STEAMER SANTA ISABEL
HIT THE ROCKS OF APEJAR

DUE TO A GREAT STORM.

THE BEAM OF THE LIGHTHOUSE,
OF JUST TWO METERS,

COULDN'T PENETRATE
THE DENSE FOG.

213 PEOPLE DIED. HARDLY ANYONE
REMEMBERS THEM TODAY.

THE THREE "HEROINES
OF SÁLVORA"

(JOSEFA PARADA, CIPRIANA OUJO
AND LITTLE MARÍA FERNÁNDEZ),

PLUS A 4TH ONE, WERE FORGOTTEN
FOR ALMOST A CENTURY.

THE FAKE RUMOUR THAT THEY
HAD STOLEN FROM THE VICTIMS

MIGHT BE THE REASON.

To my grandmother,
Concha Salgado