James Cathedral, 55 East Huron Street, Chicago IL. Burial private. Tears were streaming down my face as it slowly sunk in. My father and Ihad never...been close, and my thoughts turned more towards my mother,widowed and facing the rest of her life alone. She was fortunate inthat my two brothers and their families resided in the Chicago area.With chagrin I realized that Matthew McCoy was a sad footnote to ourfamily's history...at least my father's death notice didn't mention thathis youngest. She then went to the closet and came back with my favorite dragon tail flogger. I bite my lip and she snapped the flogger onto the frame work , the leather straps slapping loudly against the wooden frame. She then began to lightly slap my body with the flogger, no where near painful but very effective in making me aware of my exposure and vulnerability. A hard smack on my ass and the command to arch my back gathered immediate obedience as I arched to display my ass up high. The tail snaked. I headed to his door, opened it and walked in. He was sitting behind a big desk with two hard chairs in front of the desk facing him. There was a little kid sitting on one so I sat on the other. I wonder what she's here for?Mr. White started what I expected was to be a lecture of some kind. "Mr. Nagel, have you read all the material we gave you when you registered last year?" I hadn't read all of it but didn't think it would be a good idea to tell him that. I hedged a little."I think so Mr.. ”There was a cut in the video from the man saying those words into the camera to the interior of a shed. Two men in ski-masks with AK-47s flanked Maria, who was tied to a chair, her head hanging down. David Igazi stood behind her, his hands on her unresisting shoulders.“They’re drugging her,” one of the Ultimados sitting around the embassy’s conference table said as they watched the video play out on a large monitor at the end of the table. Helena sat at the opposite end, staring at the screen,.