While living in Mexico in 2009 and 2010, my young friend, Israel, was kidnapped, tortured, shot, and left in a vacant field in his home city of Monterrey by a drug cartel. The crime was inexplicable. Israel was a bright and handsome college student. The mistake that cost him his life was to meet the wrong person at a party: She was the estranged wife of a drug cartel leader in Monterrey, but she didn't tell Israel. Their flirtation put an end to his life and the dreams for him of all who loved him. Aware of the violence in Mexico, I tried to stay alert. After I came to make friends and saw tha...