received the same anonymous note. It was sent to their relatives, but addressed to the brothers. “Someone wants to kill you,” their uncle told them. “Someone told me they’re gonna kill you three and then the whole family.” That was it. The tip-off as anonymous as the threat itself. The brothers felt the purgatory of their country, they felt the force with which their country spit people out or dropped them dead (twelve murders a day in a country with only six million people). They packed their bags and started north,
