Helicopters and Howling in Lake Atitlan

Reporting from Lake Atitlan, Guatemala…
Interpol helicopters swam through the darkness outside my room. Scattered booms of M-80s cracked and whipped the rushing winds in celebration of Semana Santa. Dogs roared. Other strange animals, of which your editor is not yet accustomed to, howled, hooted and growled in vain efforts, it seemed, to beat back the chaos.
Saturday evening, as my driver, Ricardo, pulled into Panajachel (the ‘New York’ of Lake Atitlan), so did a swarm of Interpol officers. They came to capture the fugitive ex-governor of Veracruz, Javier Duarte de Ochoa.
Coincidentally, those who conspired to help Duarte make his way to Lake Atitlan, according to authorities, did so from Mexico City… from where I just flew in. (For the record, I’ve never seen that man before in my life!)
Six months ago, Duarte resigned from his position as governor of Veracruz to, according to him, ‘fight the corruption charges’ made against him. (Racketeering, theft, money laundering, bribery… you know, the usual)
A few days later, he vanished without a trace.

This post was published at Laissez Faire on Apr 17, 2017.

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