It was diffucult to fathom the scene as the result of a narco slaying. No one there looked like they were part of a depraved drug syndicate, especially the two people in the coffins. Both had been killed in front of a food stand outside of the U.S. Consulate building. Surely this was the result of a mistaken identity. Why would someone target these two of all people?
     Once outside the house, a man I was with read the question on my face and said, “Nunca coincidencias aquí. Incluso el innocent que mira a gente, allí es siempre una conexión a los narcos.” (“Never coincidences here. Even innocent looking people, there’s always a connection to the narcos.”)