The investigation was made. It was discussed later that day in a meeting. Now, some months later, we wonder how the family is doing. Was anyone able to intervene?
We decided to take the long walk back to town. We needed the fresh air. Along the way we noticed gang signs painted on the underpass. The road we followed was hidden, narrow and wooded. We asked if it is safe. "Yes, said the blue nurse, "I have walked alone this way for years and years." She remembered walking this way during the war. We trusted her. We have worked with her on and off for fifteen years because she used to work in the clinic nearest to our sister church. The shade was calming.
Chikungunya was the topic of the day, with a review of community clean-up efforts, mosquito larvae abatement and fumigation routes. The police, youth leaders, local government officials, health department coordinators and several non-profit organizations were represented. This municipality seems to have its act together, within the city itself and well beyond into the little colonias and countryside surrounding it. Near the end of our meeting, the doctor brought up the subject of our morning investigation. Everyone felt the frustration of the situation. Maybe the police have investigated further. Hopefully a solution has been found to overcome the limits placed upon authorities by threats of revenge or retribution and protect the victims in the family without endangering the lives of those who are trying to help them.