Laura C. Morel: WIMAUMA — He felt his mother's hands shaking him from sleep.
"Get dressed," she whispered in the dark.
Bobby Rodriguez, 12, slipped on the first thing he could find, a gray pullover with the image of the Virgin Mary sewn in white thread.
He walked into the living room to see a shattered first-floor window, an escape route for several relatives moments earlier. In the middle of the room stood his mother, now in handcuffs and surrounded by federal agents.
It was the beginning of the end of a family.




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