I met with two of the smugglers. Three armed guards sat with us, because these are classified as dangerous men. Murderers. Which they continue to deny. "Everyone makes mistakes, right?" Metodi Georgiev tells me. "I've made mistakes too. I regret what I’ve done, but I didn’t kill these people deliberately." He’s haunted by the thought that, without parole, he will die in jail. He’s 39.
Back in Iraq, the parents of two teenagers who died are still overwhelmed by grief. Their mother tells me she had a dream after the tragedy. Herish, her brother-in-law, who also died in the truck, appeared to her. "I’m so sorry," he said, "I couldn’t do anything".
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