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Doomed From the Start: Gone

Gone. Jenny was gone. She’d been shot and killed along with two of James’ men. As he helped deliver her remains - REMAINS, as if a seven year old could be nothing more than a body - I could see that he had shut down. Completely and totally he wasn’t there, not making eye contact with me, barely speaking to anyone, not even my father.

The fear that had gnawed at my insides from the moment I’d found her bed empty and the note left behind - that had only grown once he’d stolen that kiss from me - growing when I realized that I feared not only for her, but now for him as well, it was replaced with grief and pain.

Her tiny warm body would never bounce into my bed and demand that I wake up so she could show me the sunrise because THIS one was so very different from the one she’d shown me the day before. Or how she wouldn’t come up behind me as I made tea and ask the WHYs. “Why do I like THIS tea and not THAT tea?” Then once I gave her my reasoning, she’d come back with, “Why do we drink tea? How did we discover that tea could be drunk at all?” and on and on. If anyone had ever told me I would miss her endless questions, I would have shaken my head and told them they were insane, yet I’d give anything for one more round.

One of James’ remaining men, his name escaped me until he reminded me - “Michael, Miss,” nodding through my tears, he held out a soft, slightly dirty floppy-eared rabbit and my heart tore further apart. “Thought you might want this,” his hands looked huge holding it, yet I couldn’t reach out for it. So terrified to touch it, was it in her arms when they - was she holding it when she was - “Miss?” His voice sounded tinny and far off, and then the darkness rose up and I was gone.

When I woke up I was in my bedroom, fully clothed and on my bed. I lay staring at the ceiling and allowed the silence to seep into my pores, pretending that any moment now Jenny would come rushing in with a quiet giggle and pounce on my bed - Hoppy held loosely in one arm as she snuggled against my side and three questions already loaded and ready to be unleashed.

“I’m sorry,” his voice was unexpected, but so quiet that it didn’t actually startle me. “Veronica, I am so sorry.” He sounded as though he was being tortured and it cut into me a little deeper, the pain of losing Jenny and now hearing how it must have felt from his side.

Sighing, I moved so I could sit up with my back against my headboard. It was still light out, barely, so I could see him leaning against the wall by the window - looking far less confident and more tired than he had when we first met. His head was down, eyes on the floor and my heart broke a little more making me wonder just how many cracks one heart could bear.

“Tell me,” my own voice was even quieter than his and yet I knew he heard me. “Please?” His shoulders sank lower still, that stiff soldier bearing of his dropping further.

He did, he told me - how they found Jenny, he and his men. How they’d had her safely within their ranks and were closing in on the border, so close that he could see it. And how the sound of gunfire rang out, killing two of his men and Jenny with a precision and - that part was more difficult to hear than I cared to admit, but I listened to him, trying to push aside the pain of losing her with the knowledge that it had happened so fast that she hadn’t felt it. That she was gone before her body hit the ground. Before Hoppy dropped beside her.

“The soldiers that took her?” His head lifted and I saw the slight shake. “Oh.” Worse still, a plot within a plot. “Doomed from the start.”

“I failed -” I shook my head, but he wouldn’t stop. “I FAILED, Veronica.”

“No, James,” my tears wouldn’t stop, but I couldn’t let him go on. “How do you count this as a failure when you had only half the information?” Twisting so my feet were dangling close to the floor, I sighed. “If she’d simply been taken for ransom, as we’d thought, she’d be right here now safe and sound.” I could almost hear her laughter, see her smile. “You cannot take on the failure of a mission that was doomed by some plot that God knows who ran from -” my eyes shut as I slid out of my bed to stand. “Please don’t take on this burden.”

I could hear him push off from the wall, and then the heat of his body closed in on mine. “Burden?” Fingertips were under my chin as his thumb was brushing away the tears from under my eye. “Your little sister is dead, Veronica. Two of my men are dead.” Opening my eyes, I was confronted by his chest, but tilting my head a bit and I found his face - pinched and worn - his blue eyes shadowed in the slowly dying daylight. “Under my command, under my lead - How do I not take on this burden?”

“You’re human,” he was staring at me as though he wanted nothing more than for me to give him a liferaft. Something to cling to, something to latch onto and give him hope. “Human and while you can see so much, you cannot always see every evil thought that other humans conceive.” Cupping his face between my own hands, I tried to smooth out the tension. “Why can’t you allow yourself that much?”

“Because,” the break that came at the end of the word nearly broke me apart. “If I allow myself that weakness, then what else creeps in behind it?”

Studying his face in the dimness, the shadows making his sharp angles sharper - I wanted nothing more than for a few hours to forget. To forget walking into Jenny’s room and finding it empty, her covers pushed back and the bed cool of her warmth. To forget seeing the letter, hateful with the words that told of her capture and ransom, propped against her pillow - where her head should have been - No, her head should have been against my shoulder. She would have woken ME up, ready to show me the glory of another day. I wanted to forget that she would NEVER wake me up again. I wanted to forget the bickering that came when I raised the alarm, finding my father and her mother having breakfast - how they couldn’t agree on WHO should be notified, on why she’d been taken - to forget that I’d insisted on calling for professionals, on calling for HIM.

“You should hate me,” why would he imagine I would lay the blame on him? “I failed you.”

“No,” shaking his insistence off, holding his face firm between my hands, I refused to allow him to pull away. “Was it your gun, your bullet that killed her?” He started to speak, but I wouldn’t let him. “You didn’t kill her, James Conrad. And you did bring her home.”

“She’s dead.” He looked as though he knew her, that he knew how bright she shined and how - “It’s so new to you, you haven’t processed it yet.”

“Kiss me,” he shook his head. “You stole a kiss before you left, I want another.” He wanted to argue, but I wasn’t willing to - “Please?” What little strength my voice had held was gone, and it came out as half plea half sob - and that did it. It gave way what little resolve he had left, and the inches that separated our faces were gone - our lips, mine damp and salty with tears, met.

The kiss he’d taken before he left to find my little sister was sweet and filled with promise. This kiss was desperate and hungry - we both needed distraction from the thoughts that were threatening to drown us. When it morphed from a kiss to something more, from our lips and tongues, to hands searching for a way to touch more skin than just that of our faces - neither one objected.

As clothing fell into piles on the floor, darkness overtook the daylight, and my bare skin was being traced by the calloused skin of his fingertips. My lips were making a map of the dips and curves of his muscles. And then my back met the silky sheets of my bed, but before I could feel the loss of his body heat, there he was hovering over me - my hands reaching for him, our mouths meeting even as our bodies joined.

Some might think that I was being selfish - my little sister had just been murdered, two men died beside her as they were trying to rescue her - and I wrapped myself in a lustful bubble with the Captain who was in charge of the failed mission. Bubbles are temporary, no matter how deeply I wished I could have stayed in the one I had with James. It felt like we were locked together for minutes, perhaps hours - maybe days? Yet, it was probably the former. He held me as I fell asleep, arms tight around me as if I might drift away or as though I were a mirage in the desert.

If I were being selfish, I had my comeuppance when I woke up - alone. He left no note, no acknowledgement that he’d ever been there - other than the hint of the natural cologne that I would always associate with him. He came to Jenny’s memorial services, but he kept a careful and proper distance from me. Any outsider would assume that we were nothing more than a grieving family member and the Captain of the British Special Forces who sadly lost men in the same failed mission that cost the life of my sister.

Father stayed on at the embassy. He insisted that his service was lifelong, but he also asked if I would rather return “home”.

“I’ve lived here since I was 14,” staring at him as if he’d lost his mind, he sighed. “Are you honestly insinuating that London is more ‘home’ than here?”

“Veronica,” he sat next to me and took one of my hands in both of his, a rare gesture of affection that startled us both. “Perhaps I was hasty in insisting that you stay with me after your mother died.” I felt certain that my eyebrows were in danger of full retreat at this point. He’d gone to battle with my grandmother, “hasty” wasn’t quite the word I’d use. “I’m not sure this is the right place for a young woman of your status to -”

“I have to stay,” pulling my hand free, I stood up and moved to the window. If I left, who would help teach the children of the next round of embassy officials? “Not only have I grown up here, but I have a job too.”

“They could hire someone else,” he was preparing for an argument, but I wasn’t in the mood. “Consider it, please?” Agreeing to at least consider the idea, he got up and kissed my temple, another rare gesture. “I miss her too, you know?”

“I know,” the house was too quiet without her. He left me alone, with my thoughts and with the silence. Neither were very comforting.

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Millionaires wife, 65, died on solo-trip in treacherous seas

An inexperienced yachtswoman died as she attempted to sail her new boat single-handed around Land’s End after ignoring advice from experienced sailors, an inquest has heard.

Mary Unwin, 65, had bought the Seagair two days before setting off from Falmouth to sail the 130 miles around the Cornish coast to Instow in north Devon in October 2012.

Her husband Carol raised the alarm when she did not return to their home in Bideford, and wreckage from the yacht was discovered washed up on the coast between Land’s End and Sennen.

The inquest into the disappearance of a millionaire’s wife who went missing while sailing from Cornwall to her home in North Devon recorded an open verdict

Cornwall Coroner’s Court heard that Mrs Unwin’s body has never been found and the exact circumstances of her death and how the Seagair came to hit rocks will never be known.

Mrs Unwin – who had remarried her former husband eight days before the trip – had wanted to surprise him by sailing the Seagair home.

Mother-of-four Mrs Unwin, who had been married a total of five times and had a colourful financial past, has spent a decade married to Mr Unwin previously.

In a written statement, Mr Unwin, who did not attend the inquest, described his wife as ‘fabulous’ but said she was a ‘strong individual and didn’t mess about’.

On October 11 they paid a deposit for the yacht from a marina in Falmouth and when Mr Unwin woke on the morning of October 13 his wife had gone.

A few hours later the mother-of-four telephoned him and asked: ‘Guess where I am?’

Mr Unwin said: ‘She told me she had sailed the Seagair from Falmouth to Mousehole and was heading up to Instow, near our home.’

When she did not return Mr Unwin contacted emergency services and days later wreckage washed up and his wife’s jacket was recovered.

‘I couldn’t believe the possibility she had perished. My thoughts are that in an attempt to surprise me she took a challenge too great,’ he added.

She bought the 30ft yacht in Falmouth for £32,000 the day before and set off alone for the couple’s home in Bideford despite ‘treacherous’ seas

‘The evidence appears to show that she went down with the Seagair attempting to sail around Land’s End and that it was her own strong-willed character that led to this tragic accident.’

Fisherman Finbar Jones told the hearing Mrs Unwin had hit his own boat as she attempted to moor at Mousehole harbour and scraped her yacht as she left.

He said that after speaking to her he was concerned about her inexperience and warned her of the difficulties of sailing at night on her own.

‘She told me, ‘It was just like driving a car at night’,’ he said.

‘I didn’t feel there was anything we could do to make her change her mind and stay. She seemed sound of mind but clearly inexperienced with boats.

‘She seemed very scatty and unsure of what she was doing, but in the same way she was very determined in her mind. Basically, there was no way of stopping her.’

Detective Constable Martin Hearn said Mrs Unwin did not have a life jacket and the Seagair was not fitted with GPS or a liferaft.

A view of Mousehole in Cornwall from where Mrs Unwin set sail on her fateful voyage

He said the day before she left Falmouth she had paid for a day-long course with Peter Van den Berg, an experienced skipper, to familiarise herself with the yacht.

‘She had not sailed for a number of years and her experience seemed to be on tall ships with large crews,’ Det Con Hearn said.

‘Everybody she spoke to tried to put her off the idea of single crewing.’

Det Con Hearn said Mrs Unwin had difficulties raising the sail on her own and in Mr Van den Berg’s opinion her skill level was between ‘crew and day skipper’, and she did not have the ability to sail on her own, and offers were made to hire a crew for her.

‘The Seagair did not have a liferaft and Mary did not have a life jacket, and on the day of leaving she said she didn’t need a life jacket because she could swim,’ Det Con Hearn said.

‘This is an indication of not taking on board the reality of what she was trying to achieve.

‘If you speak to the experienced coastguard, lifeboat crews and fishermen who have been working off these waters, none would consider trying to sail single-handed at night in a fashion that Mary Unwin attempted.

Mrs Unwin, pictured in her beloved Aston Martin, was last seen at the anchorage at Mousehole. A lifeboat and helicopter search for her was called off following the discovery of wreckage

‘I think, for the people that knew Mary Unwin, she was a strong-willed or eccentric type of lady who was prone to carrying out actions that were perhaps not best thought out.

‘If she considered that sailing a boat at night was like driving a car… a lack of knowledge of what she was taking on. It was such a dangerous thing to do.

‘It was only advice that was offered to her and there was nothing legally she had done wrong in sailing the Seagair out of Falmour harbour.’

He said inquiries had found no evidence Mrs Unwin was still alive.

Assistant Cornwall Coroner Stephen Covell recorded an open conclusion.

He said: ‘The evidence I have heard is an indication she did not have the requisite skills to sail the boat single-handedly in daylight, yet alone the dark.

‘I am satisfied she perished onboard the Seagair on or about October 14 2012.’

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Nature These Firms Say They Can Help Prevent School Shootings and Suicides. Do They?

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Employees at Social Sentinel in Burlington, Vt. “If a student is posting about shooting their teacher, we would hope we’d be able to find something like that,” said Gary Margolis, the company’s chief executive.CreditCreditHilary Swift for The New York Times

Hours after the deadly school shooting in Parkland, Fla., companies that market their services to schools began to speak up. “Governor, take pride that a Vermont-based company is helping schools identify the violence before it happens,” one company wrote on Twitter to Gov. Phil Scott of Vermont.

The chief executive of another company appeared on the news to boast of a “home run”: Its algorithms, he said, had helped prevent two student suicides.

To an anguished question that often follows school shootings — Why didn’t anyone spot the warning signs? — these companies have answered with a business model: 24/7 monitoring of student activity on social media.

Often without advance warning to students and parents, the companies flag posts like those of Auseel Yousefi, who was expelled in 2013 from his high school in Huntsville, Ala., for Twitter posts made on the last day of his junior year. “A kid has a right to be who they want outside of school,” he said later.

More than 100 public school districts and universities, faced with the prospect that the next attacker may be among their own students, have hired social media monitoring companies over the past five years, according to a review of school spending records. And each successive tragedy brings more customers: In the weeks after the Parkland attack, dozens of schools entered into such contracts, even though there is little evidence that the programs work as promised.

The customers have included districts reeling in the aftermath of shootings, like the Newtown Public Schools in Connecticut; some of the nation’s largest urban school systems, like Los Angeles and Chicago; and prominent universities like Michigan State and Florida State. The monitoring is one of a host of products and services, including active shooter insurance and facial recognition technology, that are being marketed to schools amid questions about their value.

“If it helps save one life, it’s worth every dollar spent on it,” said Chris Frydrych, the chief executive of Geo Listening, a California company whose website says, “Don’t miss out on the opportunity to listen.”

In many cases the monitoring contracts have not worked out as planned. There is little evidence the companies have helped ferret out brewing threats of violence, bullying or self-harm, according to a review of contracts, marketing materials and emails obtained through public records requests.

But in hiring them, schools expand the traditional boundaries of their responsibility, and perhaps, experts say, their liability. And, the documents show, they vacuum up hundreds of harmless posts, raising questions about student privacy.

One of the posts by Mr. Yousefi, now 22, said he was going to “chop” a teacher “in the throat,” which he said was an inside joke among the class, the teacher included. He believes his posts were brought to the school’s attention by a social media monitoring company seeking clients.

“It takes authority and extends it to an inappropriate extent in a way that’s truly terrifying,” he said. Shortly afterward, the district hired a firm to monitor posts, and more than a dozen students were expelled.

The monitoring programs have often been initiated without notifying students, parents or local school boards. Because of their relatively low cost — contracts typically range from a few thousand dollars to $40,000 per year — the deals can get buried in school board agendas.

In their advertising, the companies promise much, but when contacted, they declined to give details on specific incidents, citing nondisclosure agreements and student privacy laws. Many schools also declined to give details of instances in which they used the companies’ information.

Interviews and marketing materials help paint a picture of the companies’ basic approach. Some apply and pay for access to social media companies’ public data, such as Twitter’s so-called data fire hose, which gives users the ability to access and analyze public tweets in bulk.

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Auseel Yousefi was expelled from his high school in 2013 for posting Twitter messages he insists were a joke but the school viewed as threatening.CreditAudra Melton for The New York Times

Rather than asking schools for a list of students and social media handles, the companies typically employ a method called “geofencing” to sweep up posts within a given geographic area and use keywords to narrow the pool. Because only a small fraction of social media users share their locations, the companies use additional clues, like a user’s hometown, to determine whose content is worth flagging.

School officials are alerted to flagged posts in real time or in batches at the end of each day. Burlington High School in Massachusetts typically receives two to six alerts per day from Social Sentinel, the company based in Vermont, according to a list of alerts from 2017. Many consisted of normal teenage banter.

“Ok so all day I’ve wanted my bio grade up online and now that it’s up I’ve decided I want to die,” one Twitter post said.

“Hangnails make me want to die,” said another.

By its count, Social Sentinel has contracts in more than 30 states.

“We’re a carbon monoxide detector,” said Gary Margolis, the company’s chief executive and a former campus police chief. “If a student is posting about not liking their teacher, that’s not what we pay attention to. If a student is posting about shooting their teacher, we would hope we’d be able to find something like that.”

Mark Pompano, the security director for the school district that includes Sandy Hook Elementary in Connecticut, has vetted hundreds of school safety products since the mass shooting there. In 2015, impressed by Social Sentinel’s pitch, he gave the company a try for a few months, but it never caught anything serious, he said.

Social Sentinel struggled to weed out posts from the Twitter account of a nearby liquor store, records show.

“I cannot recall a single incident that we used Social Sentinel to pursue some type of security threat or anything like that,” Mr. Pompano said. “If something doesn’t work, we’re not going to stick with it.”

Today, Mr. Pompano said, the district relies mostly on tips from students, a system that works well if there is an atmosphere of trust. “It goes back to human intelligence, where kids have at least one trusted adult,” he said, “knowing what they’re telling them is confidential.”

In a few cases, school administrators said, monitoring services have helped them identify students who appeared to be at risk of harming themselves. More rare were instances in which an imminent threat to others was thwarted. In 2015, as the first anniversary of a shooting at Florida State approached, a post expressing sympathy for the gunman and an intent to visit the campus was intercepted by Social Sentinel, the campus police chief said. The man was stopped on campus and warned to stay away. When he returned, he was arrested.

Patrick Larkin, an assistant superintendent in Burlington, Mass., said he receives alerts on his phone in real time from Social Sentinel. “Nineteen out of 20” come from people who are not even his students, he said earlier this year.

Real threats, administrators said, are more often flagged by vigilant users, as was the case with the Parkland gunman, whose troubling comments on YouTube were reported to the F.B.I.

Mr. Larkin said Social Sentinel helps him sleep easier at night. And because it can track only public posts — nothing that requires a “friend” request — he doesn’t see it as an intrusion.

“My concern was, what if it’s some odd hour and some kid tweets something I don’t see?” he said.

Mr. Margolis said it is hard to demonstrate that harm has been averted. “How do you measure the absence of something?” he said, adding that Social Sentinel’s algorithms have improved in recent months.

One client, Michael Sander, the superintendent of Franklin City Schools in Ohio, said he had planned to contact the police about a Twitter message that read, “There’s three seasons: summer, construction season and school shooting season.” But the poster appeared to attend school in Franklin, Wis. — not Ohio.

Some companies have backed off from early promises, including creating watch lists that tracked specific people. LifeRaft, based in Nova Scotia, told the Salem-Keizer Public Schools in Oregon that it could help the district find “behavioral information” on “individuals of concern.” The company also vowed to monitor the conversations of “groups and networks” connected with those individuals.

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Mr. Margolis of Social Sentinel said it was difficult to demonstrate that harm had been averted. “How do you measure the absence of something?” he said.CreditHilary Swift for The New York Times

Mary Jane Leslie, the vice president of LifeRaft, acknowledged that the language was “creepy,” saying, “To be frank, I don’t think the software ever really did that.”

She added that the company no longer markets its services to schools.

To use social media data, monitoring companies must agree to specific rules, which were tightened after multiple companies were condemned by the American Civil Liberties Union in 2016 for helping police clients surveil activists in the Black Lives Matter movement. Twitter, Facebook and Instagram cut off the firms’ data access. Some, like Social Sentinel, dropped their police contracts to concentrate on serving schools.

The A.C.L.U. called out Media Sonar, an Ontario firm that recommended that its police clients monitor hashtags like #BlackLivesMatter, #DontShoot and #ImUnarmed. In late 2015, around the one-year anniversary of the death of Michael Brown in an encounter with the police in Ferguson, Mo., Media Sonar briefly contracted with the Ferguson-Florissant School District, which asked for alerts on the terms “protest” and “walkout.”

Kevin Hampton, a spokesman for the district, said the service was used strictly for safety purposes. Media Sonar did not respond to interview requests.

But privacy advocates questioned whether safety was the companies’ only motive. “The companies seem to dance back and forth” between marketing themselves for public health and student discipline, said Kade Crockford, director of the A.C.L.U. of Massachusetts’ Technology for Liberty program. “Those two goals seem fairly at odds and somewhat contradictory.”

In 2013, the Huntsville City Schools in Alabama enlisted a consulting firm for a surveillance program that led to the expulsion of 14 students, 12 of them African-American.

Casey Wardynski, the district’s former superintendent, told local news organizations that the program had helped break up a local gang, and some students were expelled for wielding guns on Facebook.

One student had been accused of “holding too much money” in photographs, an investigation by the Southern Poverty Law Center found, and one was suspended for an Instagram post in which she wore a sweatshirt with an airbrushed image of her father, a murder victim. School officials said the sweatshirt’s colors and the student’s hand symbol were evidence of gang ties, according to the investigation.

Monitoring students’ lives off campus is untested terrain. School lawyers are advising administrators to be “very cautious,” said Sonja Trainor, the managing director of legal advocacy for the National School Boards Association. Districts “tend to find that they’re inundated with information, and it becomes very difficult to establish parameters for issuing warnings to the community,” she said.

In 2013, the Glendale Unified School District in California hired the company Geo Listening in response to student suicides in which online bullying had been cited as a factor.

Lilly Leif, a 2017 graduate of Glendale’s Crescenta Valley High School, said she was summoned to the assistant principal’s office after using an expletive in a post about her biology class. The assistant principal showed her a printed copy and asked her to change her account settings to private, she said.

“She said it reflected poorly on my high school and my teacher,” said Ms. Leif, 19, now a college sophomore.

In another instance, Ms. Leif said, an administrator asked students to delete a message promoting a school fund-raiser at “Blaze Pizza” and “Baked Bear” — actual pizza and ice cream establishments — because of the apparent allusions to marijuana.

Rene Valdes, the district’s former director of student support services, said the program included teaching students online etiquette. “The conversation with the kid would be, ‘Realize that companies are now monitoring social media before they hire people,’” Mr. Valdes said.

After an outcry in Glendale, the State Legislature passed a 2014 law requiring California schools to notify students and parents if they are even considering a monitoring program. The law also lets students see any information collected about them and tells schools to destroy all data on students once they turn 18 or leave the district.

That’s no longer a concern for Glendale, which dropped its contract with Geo Listening last year.

“We discovered more and more kids were using Instagram and Snapchat, and those were not being monitored by Geo Listening,” Mr. Valdes said. “It seems like the kids are always two steps ahead of the adults.”

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