Ruin and death in Morata de Tajuña

Calvario de Morata de Tajuña street (Madrid) is a steep slope that makes baptism appropriate.

Oliver Thansan
Oliver Thansan
22 January 2024 Monday 09:25
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Ruin and death in Morata de Tajuña

Calvario de Morata de Tajuña street (Madrid) is a steep slope that makes baptism appropriate. It is located at the northern end of this Madrid town in lower Alcarria, where the town's streets unravel into fringes turning into a bunch of highway roads. The so-called Calvario crossing, where the elderly Ángeles, Amelia and José Gutiérrez Ayuso lived and died, is a small dead-end branch that starts towards the east at the beginning of the slope and that after twenty meters becomes a narrow path surrounded by bushes and weeds. A place on the edge of nowhere.

The audiovisual media gathered yesterday in front of the door of the hallway, revealed by a police tape, between comings and goings to the neighboring town of Arganda del Rey, where the alleged confessed murderer of the three elderly people resided since December and where he ran a telephone booth. The day's agenda revolved around the search of the Arganda home where Dilawar Hussain Fazal Choudhary - 43 years old and of Spanish nationality - had lived in recent months, who voluntarily presented himself to the Civil Guard to confess to the triple crime, and the house of the victims, to whom the agents were expected to transport the alleged murderer for a reconstruction of the events, there are always inconsistencies in Fazal Choudhary's story. At dusk, from Arganda the journalists warned their colleagues in Morata that he had not yet started the search.

The three elderly people were found dead last week inside the home, piled up and burned. There were no signs of a knife or gunshot. That they had been dead for several weeks, perhaps a month, reveals the loneliness that surrounded them. In part, due to the lack of family members to take charge, but also because their status as victims of a love scam for at least seven years ended up distancing them from their neighbors, from whom, according to what they say, they asked more and more for money. frequency.

The story of the love scam is told by Enrique Velilla, a neighbor of Morata and friend of the three brothers, who has been spread these days on screens and in groups. He explains that for seven years Ángeles and Amelia have been the victims of the classic digital love scam of two supposed US soldiers stationed in Afghanistan who needed financial help – of course – to be able to collect a millionaire inheritance. Velilla assures that the hole caused by this relationship could be close to half a million euros. Despite warnings from friends and even their bank staff – and the overwhelming accumulation of evidence of fraud in the communications they maintained on Facebook and WhatsApp – Ángeles and Amelia always defended that their loves were real. They – who even sold an apartment in Madrid to meet the requirements of the supposed boyfriends – did not want to hear about “scam” and some neighbors avoided them so as not to have to deny them a loan. Both contributed to their gradual isolation.

That was the role of Fazal Choudhary, who acted as a lender and who had been their tenant – financial difficulties led the brothers to rent one of the rooms in their home –: Fazal lent them 60,000 euros. They could not return them and in an attempt to collect the debt, a year ago the creditor twice attacked one of the sisters, Amelia, the youngest, 71 years old. The first time she slapped him and the second time, he hit her with a hammer and kicked her to the ground. Fazal, thanks to a quick consent agreement, was sentenced to two years for that attack and a restraining order was issued. In September he was released on parole. The Civil Guard points out that the detainee, in his confession, used the word “revenge.”

The prodigal Velilla defended the good name of the sisters on Telemadrid, anticipating condescending piety: “Ángeles was a teacher, Amelia had studies, they were not stupid.” It just happened that the illusion of the impossible and digital clumsiness outweighed common sense. And the absence of relatives to stop their disastrous course towards ruin and death.

Neighbors now express shock but not surprise. “You could see it coming.” Nor concern. The terrifying crimes are the arbitrary ones, those that lack a story to support them. And the crime of Morata de Tajuña has plenty of reasons, particular and structural, converging on the edge of nowhere.