THE DEATH OF “THE SENEQUITA”

The best kept secret of the Franco dictatorship

The true story of a fratricide that changed the history of Spain

A state crime ordered by Franco, planned by his secret services and

allegedly executed by his dolphin, Juan Carlos de Borbón

AMADEO MARTÍNEZ ENGLISH

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 SUMMARY

Introduction

First chapter

Las Cabezas Palace (Casatejada, Cáceres), cradle of the monarchical

restoration in Spain.

December 29, 1954: High-level rendezvous at the beautiful hunting estate

of the Counts of Ruiseñada. Meeting in “the second phase” between the
dictator Franco and the suitor D. Juan de Borbón. They negotiate, but they
don't see each other. Their mutual hatred prevents this. Objective: Lay the
foundations to reinstate (establish, according to the autocrat) the Bourbon
crown in Spain. The fault, this time, will not be the messenger's. In the end,
the generalissimo will impose his theses: "The future of the Spanish
monarchy does not pass through Estoril but through Madrid."

Second Chapter

(Secret) Vacation in Las Cabezas

Holy Week 1956: The Borbón brothers (Juan Carlos and Alfonsito) go to
the neo-Gothic Cáceres palace of D. Juan Claudio Güell, Count of
Ruiseñada and representative in Spain of the Count of Barcelona, to enjoy a
few days of hunting before both of them go to Estoril. Juan Carlos enjoys
the regulatory permit granted by the Military Academy of Zaragoza. The
Senequita, from his vacation at the French Lyceum in Madrid. Their father,
Don Juan de Borbón, knows nothing. Franco yes, maybe too much.
Monday, March 26 and Tuesday, March 27, 1956: The children have fun.

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 Third Chapter

A strange death “made in Spain”

March 28, 1956: Tragic afternoon in the sumptuous palace of Las Cabezas.
The infant D. Alfonso de Borbón “El Senequita” (14 years old) dies
instantly after receiving an accurate shot in the head from his brother Juan
Carlos (18 years old, gentleman cadet of the General Military Academy
and expert in all types of portable weapons of the Army. of Spanish Land).
“They were alone messing around with the pistol that Franco had given to
Juan Carlos,” according to a person from the Count of Ruiseñada's most
intimate circle present at the estate in those dramatic moments.

Chapter Four

A corpse in the trunk

“Let them immediately take him out of Spain and take him to Estoril in the
most absolute secrecy. "No one should know anything about what
happened in Las Cabezas," Franco orders after being notified of urgency.
Don Juan de Borbón, Count of Barcelona, also immediately receives the
macabre news: “The Infante D. “Alfonso has just died in a fatal accident.”
A sinister caravan, with the corpse of “El Senequita” and the deceased Juan
Carlos in the same car, urgently sets off towards Portugal that same
afternoon/night. Civil Guard troops open and close the march and they are
accompanied by agents from the Spanish secret services.

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 Chapter Five

Greek tragedy in Villa Giralda

Dawn of March 29, 1956: Dramatic moments for D. Juan de Borbón. After
hours of anguished waiting, he receives, at his home in Estoril, the corpse
of his most beloved son. “Swear to me that you didn't do it on purpose,” he
says to his eldest son who caused the tragedy. Franco, through the
Diplomatic Corps and the information services of the Army and the Civil
Guard, takes the reins of the operation. The Spanish embassy in Lisbon
issues an absolutely false note about the “unfortunate event” placing it in
Villa Giralda itself and making the deceased solely responsible. The
Borbón family also joins the misleading Note. However, on April 17, the
Italian weekly Settimo Giorno puts things in their place, directly accusing
Juan Carlos of being the author of the shot that killed the “Senequita”. Who
leaked the scandalous information to the Italian newspaper? That is the key
to the whole mystery.

Chapter Six

Reckless homicide or premeditated fratricide?

A cloak of silence will cover the terrible secret of the Borbón family for
decades. And that of Franco who, suspiciously, will order that the bizarre
and tragic event be forgotten politically, socially and historically, known in
its true dimension by a very small number of people around him and by the
Count of Ruiseñada. Neither the Portuguese nor the Spanish justice system
(civil or military) will investigate anything. However, after more than fifty
years, in 2008, the Bourbon/Franco mystery about the strange death of “El
Senequita” will return to the present thanks to an extensive and
unauthorized biography of King Juan Carlos I. The Attorney General of the
State of Portugal, the country where the events were said to have occurred,
receives from the author of that work an extensive report requesting that a

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 judicial investigation be opened into them. The Portuguese Prosecutor's
Office acknowledges receipt and agrees to investigate. The Spanish Royal
House prevents it.

Chapter Seven

It was something more: A state crime ordered by Franco and executed

by his heir (as king) and alleged accomplice, Juan Carlos de Borbón.

“Operation Nightingale”: At the beginning of 1956, a dangerous anti-

Franco monarchical conspiracy, with roots in Spain and Portugal, threatens
the regime born on July 18, 1936. Franco, merciless, will dismantle the
political-military conspiracy with sword and fire, through brutal operations
of his secret services and high-ranking officers loyal to him. On March 28,
1956, he was executed by a shot to the head by his brother Juan Carlos the
Infante D. Alfonso de Borbón “El Senequita”, in order to physically and
emotionally destroy his father, D. Juan, undisputed leader of the revolt. On
January 30, 1957, Lieutenant General Bautista Sánchez, Captain General of
Catalonia, will die by “suicide” in Puigcerdá at the request of Lieutenant
Generals Muñoz Grandes (Minister of the Army) and Ríos Capapé
(Captain General of Valencia), sent by the autocrat. General Gallarza will
be shot by a high-level military hitman, but he will manage to save his life.
On April 23, 1958, Don Juan Claudio Güell, Count of Ruiseñada,
representative in Spain of the Count of Barcelona and top executive of the
conspiracy in Spain, died in strange circumstances (poisoned) in Tours, on
the express in which he was returning from Paris.

Epilogue

INTRODUCTION

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 For years and years I have investigated the life and miracles of the
current king of Spain, Juan Carlos de Borbón. I have published four books,
none authorized by His Divine Majesty, on very specific aspects of his
already long reign, all of which enjoyed great initial sales success and soon
suffered persecution, blockade, merciless attack and attempted destruction.
final by a systemic monarchic/oligarchic power that during the last four
decades has believed itself, and consequently acted, the master and lord of
the old Hispanic estate abandoned by the dictator Franco after his
bourgeois death on November 20, 1975.
Of all the episodes (family, personal, political, social, institutional...)
addressed in those historical works on the already long life of this peerless
heir of Franco as king and that make up in one way or another his also
extensive reign, One of those that had a very special impact on me from the
beginning and that, together with the one that I later exhaustively discussed
23-F, would greatly mark the course of my future research was without a
doubt the death of his brother, Infante D. Alfonso de Borbón, which
occurred “officially” (you will soon realize, dear reader, why I use this last
word in quotation marks) in Estoril (Portugal) on March 29, 1956, due to
an accurate shot in the head by himself with his small 22 caliber pistol in
what, if we pay attention to the official information of the time, was an
unfortunate family accident.
Well, that's right, I must admit, I have studied with special dedication
this dramatic historical event wrapped for decades in a thick halo of
mystery before daring to bring it up in my works and, not to mention, to
pontificate about it, particularly focusing my attention on some certainly
surprising circumstances related to it.
For example. That both the few historians who over the years have
dared to deal even briefly with such a dark and unfortunate event, as well
as the political and social commentators of Spain and Portugal (the two
countries especially related to it), as well as the few journalists who have
briefly mentioned it in their chronicles and columns, agree almost
millimetrically in their writings when describing it without any ambiguity
as an “unfortunate family accident,” which occurred while two supposed
children (who in reality were not so children, since they were 18 and 14
years old and the oldest of them, the cause of the tragedy, was a
professional military man with extensive experience in handling firearms)
were playing with a gun. An unusual event where there is one, especially
considering that, according to the information provided by the Borbón

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family itself, the weapon that caused the tragedy had been provided to both
brothers by their own mother.
Surprising, without a doubt, was the general acceptance of the
paternal house of Villa Giralda as a dramatic setting for a bloody
vaudeville in which two elitist adolescents (one of them, I repeat, a
weapons professional and student at the nation's first Military Academy) )
had fun playing with a real gun, shooting live projectiles at a target placed
on the wall of one of their rooms, practically all of them coinciding with
the exact time it occurred (8:30 p.m., although At this point, it is true that I
found a couple of discordant voices that placed it in the morning hours), in
the form and manner in which the different members of the clan had acted
in such unforeseen and irrational moments, and in the special and gallant
position of the father in relation to his dead son and his alleged murderer...
that is, in almost all of the details before and after the unfortunate Bourbon
event. It seems that everything had happened following a script pre-
established by someone or that, once that unfortunate event had happened
due to the sadistic design of the historical curse of the Bourbons, all the
actors and troupes of such a Greek-style tragedy had received very precise
instructions from on high to assume it. , manage it and post it in the pages
of history according to the very particular interests of the exalted provosts
who in those dramatic moments ruled in the subtle political game that was
developed in Madrid and Estoril: the dictator Franco and the exiled
claimant to the Spanish crown, d. Juan de Borbón.
However, having said the above and in absolute contradiction with it,
it was striking that no one, neither in the direct family of the protagonists of
the "family accident" admitted by all, nor in any other collateral or close
family, nor in the Spanish Government , neither in the Portuguese and
Spanish monarchical environment of the suitor, nor in any of the few
circles of personal friendship of the then gentleman cadet of the General
Military Academy of Zaragoza, Juan Carlos de Borbón... was in total
agreement on how, on the way, the why, what were the special premises
that occurred in the particular event from the technical point of view of the
shot that caused the tragedy, what went wrong so that a professional soldier
of the Spanish Army , 18 years old and with exhaustive instruction in the
handling of all types of portable weapons, committed the fragrant
negligence of firing his pistol over the head of his younger brother in the
course (if we pay attention to the official script of the time ) of a
hypothetical “war games” session.

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 The impression was once again given, after the consequent chaos of
opinions and speculations launched after the infant's funeral, with official
memoirs of the mother involved and with the total absence of the slightest
blush on the part of the majority of those who dared to speak in a field of
opinion with an essentially technical component, which the supreme
scriptwriters of the family and political drama written for the occasion had
not dared to get involved in anything, leaving ample room for general
improvisation and mere personal hypotheses. Because Ballistics, even
though it is a minor subject in the so-called art of war, has its immutable
principles that not even physics, chemistry or kinetics can violate. And it is
always risky to try to explain the inexplicable to save a son, a brother or a
noble relative of blue blood, using vectors, trajectories, parabolas, angles of
departure and arrival, rebounds and, not to mention, "bullets." “intelligent”
that seek a brain to destroy by the shortest and most expeditious route: the
nostrils of its owner. At any moment, and no matter how much time has
elapsed since the dark “accident” investigated took place, we can find
ourselves on the path of history with some technician in the matter,
persevering and brave, trying to fail and send all of them to hell. these
exculpatory theories. Which is what this military history professional,
modesty aside, has been wanting to achieve for years. About this thorny
issue of the “family accident” in Estoril (which, as the reader will soon
learn, did not take place in that beautiful Portuguese city) and about other
equally scandalous ones that concern the so-called Spanish “royal family.”
Another of the strange circumstances that would also draw my
attention in the course of the long and exhaustive research sessions
undertaken on this sad historical event that we are remembering would be,
without a doubt, the singular fact that it was Franco himself who assumed
from the beginning, directly and personally, the management and control of
such an unfortunate and unusual event, issuing blunt and forceful orders by
telephone and even writing in his own handwriting the text of the first note
that the Spanish Embassy in Lisbon issued about the same. Also carrying
out personal negotiations with the Portuguese Government of the dictator
Salazar so that it would assume all his theories about the accident, not
promote any judicial or police investigation into it and giving precise
instructions reserved to the family of Don Juan de Borbón through his own
brother Nicolás, ambassador in Lisbon, both for the way in which it had to
be made known to the national and international media and for the
organization of the funeral and burial of the deceased infant.

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 And also, ordering the extremely urgent return to the General
Military Academy of Zaragoza of the alleged murderer, Cadet Juanito, at a
time that was especially painful for his family and without even allowing
him (who, evidently, never showed any desire to show his face and assume
their responsibilities) to give a statement before the Portuguese justice or
police. For this reason, he did not hesitate to urgently send the cadet's
preceptor, Lieutenant General Martínez Campos, to Estoril, aboard a
military plane and with very precise instructions about it.
And, finally, it was also most strange, if that event had been a mere
family accident as the Spanish Government claimed, that Franco would
from that moment demand from his ministers, the entire apparatus of the
Spanish State, the Army, to the media and, in general, to all Spanish
citizens, “total and permanent oblivion” of what happened that dramatic
Holy Week at the residence of the Borbón family in Estoril (Portugal).
Something that he would also request (demand, rather) from the Executive
of the sister nation, at the head of which was, let us not forget, his
authoritarian colleague, the dictator Salazar.
But what has been reviewed so far would by no means exhaust my
doubts and speculations when trying to get to the bottom of what was
treated by journalists and historians in relation to the famous and tragic
“family accident” of the Bourbons that occurred, according to all the
information known until the spring of 2013 (yes, yes, until the spring of
2013, the reader will see later why), an unfortunate Holy Thursday almost
sixty years ago. They would also be striking and worth paying attention to,
in view of the writing of the ambitious historical work on King Juan Carlos
I that I had in my hands since 2002 and which I ended up publishing in
2008 thanks to the brave cooperation of two hard-working professionals
(my literary agent and my editor, who gambled and ended up losing it),
some facts generally accepted as true by everyone (historians, journalists
and writers), such as the expeditious manner in which the father of the
alleged murderer, D. Juan de Borbón, had disposed of the supposedly
murderous weapon, throwing it into the sea, according to the majority, or
into the Tagus River, according to an opinion partially discordant with the
previous one but in no way contradictory (in reality, it was confiscated
from the cadet Juanito by the Franco's secret services immediately after
using it against his brother). And I say nothing contradictory because the
result (and the price to pay) of the singular paternal action of hiding
evidence by getting rid of his eldest son's gun, in a case of flagrant
homicide like that, was going to be the same in a case as in the other given

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that the members of the judiciary and the Portuguese police forces,
responsible for a hypothetical investigative task into the death of the
Spanish infant, were not going to get out of the lining of their togas and
uniforms (due to "legal imperative" , it is understood) undertake it. And
even less so, getting your butt wet searching among the waves and mud for
the happy little pistol.
Although the truth is that after so many years, decades rather, we
have reached this point in the 21st century and after knowing what you,
dear reader (don't make me nervous), are going to have the opportunity to
know since it is written in black on white in the pages that follow, there
should not be the slightest doubt in anyone that both Portuguese institutions
did well in not lifting a single finger to investigate something that has
turned out to be absolutely false, given that the death of Alfonsito “El
Senequita” It was never a chance accident but a well-planned political
murder, a State crime within the sinister bloody operation mounted by an
unscrupulous dictator like Franco (the murder of the Spanish infant would
be the first but not the last in the series) aimed at aborting and neutralize by
any means possible, using the full Spanish military secret services of the
time, the political conspiracy (“Operation Nightingale”) that the father of
the murdered man, D. Juan de Borbón, assisted by D. Juan Claudio Güell,
Count of Ruiseñada as political head, and Lieutenant General Juan Bautista
Sánchez, Captain General of Catalonia, as military leader, began to
organize in both Spain and Portugal from the autumn of 1955.
You will find out about all this and many more things, dear reader,
throughout the book you have in your hands, trying not to get your hair, if
you have any, like hooks, thanks to an exhaustive personal investigation of
the military historian who writes this (sorry for the immodesty) but, above
all, thanks to the courage and sense of history of a basic, ordinary Spanish
citizen, who, guarding the precious information like gold for years and
years, that were transmitted to him in his day by his deceased father
(present in Holy Week of 1956 in the place and at the time in which the
death of the infant D. Alfonso de Borbón and therefore an exceptional
witness of one of the greatest political and historical mysteries of the
Franco dictatorship and the subsequent Juan Carlos monarchy) about the
special circumstances in which such a dramatic and historical event took
place and which had nothing to do with with the official ones spread by the
information and propaganda apparatus of the Franco regime... I decided,
just beginning the year 2013, to selflessly make them available to all
Spaniards through my modest pen.

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 And the matter does not stop here, intrigued reader, in relation to the
script that for years has presided over the mysterious drama of the murder
of the young Borbón in March 1956, because I still have to convey to you
the morrocotuda surprise that I suffered the first time I read, in one Of the
very few history books that have dealt with the subject, the surprising
phrase that D. Juan de Borbón, immersed in the most absolute desolation
and sadness, addressed his eldest son, Juan Carlos, on the day in question,
still standing with the smoking gun next to the corpse of his brother
Alfonso: “Swear to me that you won't do it.” "You did it on purpose." That
he contained in his brief literature the enormous and disheartening doubt
that, in the face of such a family tragedy, clung like a limpet to his
anguished father's heart. And that, many years later, a few months ago, it
would be confirmed to me in all its literalness by the reliable source that I
mentioned before, but be careful! not as pronounced at 8:30 p.m. on March
29, 1956 in Villa Giralda (Estoril, Portugal), time and place designated for
the unfortunate event by the supreme political scriptwriters of the same, but
a few hours before, in the early morning of that same unfortunate Holy
Thursday, when dictator Franco's hitmen arrived at his house with the body
of his son murdered the previous afternoon in a luxurious mansion in a
small and beautiful Extremaduran town located quite a few kilometers from
the Portuguese tourist city where his parents lived there, and very soon it
will seem extremely familiar to you, dear reader.
Because, indeed, it was in the secluded town of Casatejada, in
Extremadura, in Spain, in a beautiful neo-Gothic palace owned by the
Count of Ruiseñada, delegate in Spain of the suitor D. Juan de Borbón and
top leader of a conspiracy already underway at that time against the dictator
Franco, where, around six in the afternoon on March 28, 1956, the death of
Infante D. Alfonso de Borbón. And not in the course of a family accident
as politicians and courtiers of the Franco regime and the so-called transition
had always told us, but according to abundant rational evidence that
emerges from the analysis of the confidential information received by the
undersigned historian and from his own work. of historical research
captured in this book, for a true and real political murder ordered by
Franco, planned by his political and military figureheads and executed
(presumably executed)... by his political dolphin and heir in pectore, Juan
Carlos de Borbón! , current king of Spain! Who with that despicable and
extremely criminal action would have ensured his designation as heir to the
autocrat as king, ousting with one perverse stroke of the pen all his
numerous and regal opponents. Impressive, right, dear reader! Hard to

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believe! Overwhelming! Demented! Revolutionary! Yes, yes...I'm sure
there's something to all of that that I'm telling you, but the story,
unfortunately, is like that. We men do it, not angels. And precisely those
who write it throughout the centuries are those men with power who,
seeking to write it according to their selfishness and personal ambitions, do
not hesitate to commit execrable crimes to achieve it.

But well, I think I have gone a little ahead (I would say quite a bit) in
what I wanted to be a succinct and adequate prologue to the surprising
revelations about the historical mystery of the death of “The Senequita”
that the pages of this book contain. A few lines ago, I sensed a probable
nervousness in the reader when starting to read it and it seems that it is me
who is nervous about approaching the end and has played a trick on me.
Well, nothing, I put the moviola back and continue with the Introduction
that I began to write with the aim that the reader knows all the background
of such an interesting historical topic, before addressing the impressive and
real historical journey of the topic after the new and secret information that
came to me a few months ago.
Faced with the news and publications, some interested, others biased
and almost all false, related to one of the greatest and longest mysteries in
recent Spanish history, the military investigator who undersigned had no
choice but, if he wanted to end this life the voluminous book that he had
been writing for years about the unknown (yes, yes, unknown, little
Spaniard that you read me and that you thought you knew the character like
no one else) life of the last Bourbon king, Juan Carlos I, to be considered
good (with many reservations, of course ) the generalized account of the
events published until then in books of family memoirs, sweet court
biographies published abroad and journalistic articles (all foreign, too,
because here in Spain about this unfathomable Bourbon mystery of the
death of the infante Alfonsito “El Senequita ", neither during the Franco
regime nor later in the Juan Carlismo, no god has written) and dedicate
myself to investigating and analyzing such a thorny issue from a strictly
professional point of view, focusing my work on the technical and ballistic
aspects of the alleged accident with a firearm. fire, in order to delimit the
truths and lies that could be contained in the far-fetched hypotheses about it
provided by the Spanish Government and by the closest relatives of the
alleged murderer. These are technical aspects, in which he would
undoubtedly have a lot to say given that no one until now (neither civilian
nor military) had dared to enter such a slippery terrain.

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 And said and done. But in order to support or reject, from the point
of view of a technical professional in the matter, the various hypotheses
that, almost all coming from the Borbón family itself and the culprit of the
bloody mess, were circulating "soto voce" trying to explain what
inexplicable and giving, from the outset, a letter of nature to what everyone
would be missing more! would immediately be assumed to be an
“unfortunate accident”, I needed to know them in their entirety, summarize
them, analyze them previously and reject those that did not present a
minimum of coherence and plausibility. Therefore, once such a preliminary
search was carried out, there would be three, only three, the hypotheses that
I decided should pass, without any personal acrimony on my part but with a
clear sense of honesty and respect for the truth (these qualities to the
soldier, as the value, one assumes), by the incorruptible microscope of the
impartial investigator. These three more or less plausible hypotheses or
family explanations, which sought to mask the harsh reality of an
unfortunate and, at the very least, extremely negligent event in which a
qualified professional of the Spanish Armed Forces of the time (a knight
cadet of the General Military Academy of Zaragoza), and currently king of
Spain, were the following:

A).- Juan Carlos jokingly pointed his gun at Alfonsito and, without
realizing that the gun was loaded, he pulled the trigger.
B).- Juan Carlos pulled the trigger without knowing that the gun was
loaded and the bullet, after bouncing off the wall, hit Alfonsito's face.
C).- Alfonsito had left the room to look for something to eat for Juan
Carlos and himself. When he returned, with his hands full, he pushed the
door with his shoulder. The door hit his brother's arm who involuntarily
pulled the trigger just as Alfonso's head appeared through the door.

In reality, none of these three hypotheses could be taken even

halfway seriously by any analyst or expert. And I, of course, did not do it
although I studied them (it was my obligation) down to their smallest
details. And they turned out to be, that, just far-fetched, childish and
inconsistent hypotheses for anyone, not necessarily experienced in
ballistics but simply a little knowledgeable about the complex world of
weapons. They were, of course, mere familiar, subjective and interested
explanations, which tried to create a virtual reality that had nothing to do
with what really happened that disastrous day between the two Borbón
brothers with the tragic result of death for the youngest and inexperienced

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of them and which, if it had been investigated and clarified as it supposedly
should have been done in a civilized State, would have certainly resulted in
serious criminal responsibilities for the then infant and heir “in pectore” of
Franco, Juan Carlos de Borbón .
And in this way I would record it, completely rejecting such
exculpatory hypotheses of reality, in the Final Report of the exhaustive
technical research work that I am commenting on and that, with the
ultimate objective of establishing an Investigation Commission to purify
responsibilities never assumed by the current king of Spain, Juan Carlos I, I
allowed myself to send in September 2005, January 2006 and February
2007, to the president of the Congress of Deputies of the Spanish Cortes.
And later, in the absence of a response from the latter, in September 2008,
to the Attorney General of Portugal, requesting him to finally open the
judicial investigation that was not carried out in due time in that sister
Republic. Investigation to which, in fact, the highest representative of the
Law of the Portuguese nation (Procurador-Geral da Republica) was
committed but which within a few weeks would be dismissed, according to
Portuguese sources, due to the “timely” intervention of the Spanish Royal
House . This long Report (40 pages) would definitely see the light, as
another chapter, in the book “Juan Carlos I, the last Borbón”, whose first
edition hit bookstores in the first months of 2008. Provoking a real
political and social upheaval that the Spanish Royal House and the
Government's media would try to stop at all costs since the book made it
very clear, black on white, that the death of Infante D. Alfonso de Borbón
could not have been motivated by a mere accident when the two Borbón
brothers were playing with the pistol owned by Juan Carlos, but rather a
very probable and clear intention could technically be hidden in it.
And Juan Carlos knew at that time (Holy Week 1956), as a
gentleman cadet of the General Military Academy based in Zaragoza, the
use and handling of any portable weapon of the Spanish Army and
therefore, with greater security, the of a simple and small semi-automatic
pistol like the 6.35 mm Star (or 22 caliber in his case) in whose possession
he had been, according to all indications, since the summer of the previous
year (the thesis that it was given to him by Franco as a prize upon entry
into the Army is making its way with absolute certainty after my latest
investigations and the recent confidential information received).
Consequently, how could that small and handy pistol be fired at him,
pointing at his brother Alfonso's head, if he also had to previously load it
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then assemble it (push the cart towards back and then forward so that a
cartridge enters the chamber), then deactivate the firing safety with which
all pistols are equipped, and finally, press the trigger or trigger hard
(overcoming the two clearly differentiated resistances that it presents). ) so
that it would go into fire? It is practically impossible, statistically speaking,
for a professional soldier to accidentally miss a shot from his weapon if he
follows the rigid protocol learned in the corresponding training and which
the regulations require under severe disciplinary penalties.

Well, dear reader, the extensive Report on the death of Infant D is

concluded. Alfonso de Borbón that I just told you about (as far as I know,
the only one that has been written in this country and in the entire world on
this exciting topic from a technical point of view and which, yes, would be
included in an important documentary from the prestigious North American
firm Discovery Channel and distributed to the entire planet), the Spanish
Courts, the Portuguese State Attorney General's Office, the Spanish
Government and the highest institutions of the State (General Council of
the Judiciary, Council of State, Supreme Court ...etc, etc) that they had
officially received it, and published (although silenced and repressed) the
book that contained it in its pages... at the beginning of 2008 the mystery
about the strange death of Infante D. Alfonso de Borbón “El Senequita”
once again took his place in the sad history of this country. It was quite
true, and that is why I breathed a certain calm professionally speaking, that
with my work I had reliably demonstrated to Tyrians and Trojans that the
events could not have developed as the family (and the interested party
himself) had described in books, newspapers and statements. personal. And
that my arguments and disquisitions had even had international
significance, but the harsh reality was that, on the verge of beginning the
second decade of the 21st century, we continued with the historical nebula
on our backs, hiding the true reality of an act, presumably criminal, of high
magnitude. institutional and extremely unfortunate and important level that
surely changed the history of Spain in its day.

But lo and behold! that at the end of the month of March 2013, in the
midst of the economic, political and social crisis in a Spain immersed in
disenchantment, misery and hopelessness, a small light was going to jump
out that would illuminate, perhaps forever, the true narrate the historical
events that occurred in that dramatic Holy Week of 1956. A light that,
hidden for decades in the most intimate part of a person who lived through

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that unfortunate event, was bequeathed to his direct descendant when,
about to take it with him to the limbo of history, he decided that, despite the
obscurantism, official and the spurious interests of the powerful, should
one day illuminate our convoluted past as a people.
A light that one hopeful day at the end of March 2013 would reach
my computer's email account wrapped in this mysterious message:

“Colonel: I have very important information that I think you would

be interested in knowing. It is in relation to your consultation with the
Attorney General of Portugal. Of course, very confidential, I wouldn't want
my name used. A cordial greeting."

Message, signed of course, which, after my promise of absolute

confidentiality, would be followed by many more to complete a profuse
information of great historical value and first-hand information about
undoubtedly (and I have indicated this on the cover of this book) the most
intricate mystery both of the Franco dictatorship and the subsequent
transition.

At this point, dear reader, I must point out that the second email
from, at that time, an unknown communicator, would leave me frozen,
stunned, incredulous, stunned, surprised, stupefied... And I won't continue
because, although in this special case I could make a decorous exception, I
have never been a friend of hyperbole and literary or epistolary
maximalism and I leave it to you that as you delve into the pages of the
book that you still have in your hands (be careful, don't drop it!) you will
be amazed and stunned alone. I'm sure he's going to do it.
Well yes, as my particular “diegotorres” slipped me in one of the
first and tasty emails he sent me (sorry for the joke in a matter as serious as
this) when justifying his precious and relevant confidences, “we Spaniards
have been "I have been deceiving all these years like the Chinese,"
although I would allow myself to add that the Portuguese, in this historical
plot that we are analyzing and bringing to light, have not come out very
well either, as we will see later.
Nothing was true! Or almost nothing that had been put into our
disciplined meninges for decades by the cynical social planners of the iron
and bloodthirsty Franco dictatorship (captained and directed personally by
the autocrat himself), his political successors in the sudden, gifted (with a
trap, more well), monitored and manifestly improvable Juan Carlist

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democracy, the family (and himself) of the current king of Spain, Juan
Carlos I with his voluntaristic, mellifluous and selfish angelic hypotheses
about the death of “El Senequita”; and in general all those who knew the
truth of the facts within a perverse plot that at the end of the fifties of the
last century only sought the permanence of Franco's regime in power,
deactivating a reckless and poorly planned monarchical conspiracy. And in
the end it would fail miserably.
Yes, yes, indeed, they tried (and succeeded almost one hundred
percent) to deceive all of us Spaniards. Not as “everything-for-a-hundred
Chinese”, who are smarter than hunger, but as third-class citizens,
submissive, gullible and fearful of our own rulers in a cruel and
bloodthirsty dictatorship and, also, as apparently satisfied subjects in a
virtual pseudo-democracy that, at this time, almost forty years old and the
second decade of the 21st century has begun, has finally brought to the
surface the perverse soul with which it was born: the Francoist one.
If anything, from the script created by the supreme planners of the
racket and the subsequent media theater put on by the Borbón family, the
only thing that could stand was the sequence itself of the death of Infante
D. Alfonso at the hands of his older brother, because the murderer himself
admitted this to friends and family, but, of course, with absolute certainty,
not following any of the three hypotheses rigged by his family and political
environment (and that I have allowed to dismantle the root) but, plain and
simple, shooting to kill, seeking to mortally wound his victim by
premeditatedly choosing a lethal trajectory through his nostrils since
otherwise the small 22 caliber projectile (or 6.35 mm) It would never have
been able to penetrate its cranial vault.
Because, according to the precious information from my source
(coming, I repeat, from a witness present at the scene of the crime), the
official script was true in points such as the following: a) the two infants
were alone in Alfonsito's room ; b) it was in the afternoon; c) the small
pistol owned by Juan Carlos was the one that spat lead on his brother's
head; d) the death of the infant was instantaneous; e) the
murderer/murderer made wild screams after his action... etc, etc, but be
careful! not the scenario since the events occurred

NOT IN VILLA GIRALDA! NOT IN ESTORIL! NOT IN

PORTUGAL! NOT NEAR THEIR PARENTS!...BUT IN THE PALACE
OF LAS CABEZAS! AT THE COUNT OF RUISEÑADA'S HUNTING
ESTATE! IN CASATEJADA! IN CÁCERES! IN SPAIN! AND NOT ON

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MARCH 29, 1956 BUT THE DAY BEFORE, MARCH 28, 1956, AT SIX
IN THE AFTERNOON!

Surprising revelations that would immediately give me the

opportunity, dear reader, to pull the thread of them, relating them with my
old knowledge from previous investigations into this “supposed Bourbon
family accident” and “crossing” them with very reserved information that
spread like wildfire. through barracks and flag rooms of the Spanish Army,
and especially of the Captaincy General of Catalonia, about an
underground anti-Franco and monarchist plot (the so-called “Operation
Nightingale”, in allusion to its maximum political leader, D. Juan Claudio
Güell, Count of Ruiseñada, and representative in Spain of the claimant to
the crown himself, D. Juan de Borbón, who would come to the knowledge
of the military secret services of the Regime in the autumn of 1955)… to
unravel a whole series of high-level bloody events, murders rather why are
we going to mess around with historical squeamishness, ordered by the
leadership of Francoism and committed during the years 1956 to 1958 with
the purpose of dismantling that monarchical conspiracy and destroying its
elitist political and military leaders manu militari.

THE FIRST OF WHICH, THE MURDER OF INFANT D.

ALFONSO “EL SENEQUITA” WAS COMMITTED ON MARCH 28,
1956, IN THE PALACE OF LAS CABEZAS (CASATEJADA,
CÁCERES), BY HIS OLDER BROTHER JUAN CARLOS (POLITICAL
DOLPHIN ALREADY AT THE TIME OF THE DICTATOR AND
ASPIRANT TO GIVE THE SPANISH CROWN) FOLLOWING
ALLEGEDLY FRANCO ORDERS

According to abundant rational evidence that emerges from the data

provided in this book and was clearly directed against the maximum head
of the conspiracy, D. Juan de Borbón, who, indeed, would be physically
and emotionally destroyed with such a family tragedy.

In the following pages of the book you have in your hands, dear
reader, you will have the answer to all your questions. To those that have
time and to those that will arise as the story progresses. I hope so because I
must admit that it has not been easy for me to shape this work. No maze or
giant puzzle is easy to solve and this mission of mine, to be accomplished
in just three months of intense dedication, had the word “impossible”

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written indelibly in its genes. But it has not been like that, it would be
missing more! Keep going, keep reading, it's worth it. I assure you.

First chapter

Las Cabezas Palace (Casatejada, Cáceres), cradle of the monarchical

restoration in Spain.

December 29, 1954: High-level rendezvous at the beautiful hunting

estate of the Counts of Ruiseñada. “Meeting in the second phase” between
the dictator Franco and the suitor D. Juan de Borbón. They negotiate, but
they don't even see each other. Their mutual hatred prevents this.
Objective: Lay the foundations to reinstate (establish, according to the
autocrat) the Bourbon crown in Spain. The fault, this time, will not be the
messenger's. In the end, "the generalissimo" will impose his theses: “The
future of the Spanish monarchy passes through Madrid, not Estoril.”

In Casatejada, a beautiful and quiet town in Extremadura in the

Campo Arañuelo region with spectacular views of the splendid mountains
of the neighboring region of La Vera, the sun had just set after a rainy and
cold April Fool's Day in 1954 when, on the At five thirty in the afternoon, a
very special procession made up of two large luxurious black cars and two
more modest ones that opened and closed the procession passed without
stopping the octagonal tower with machicolations that stood guard at the
entrance to the beautiful palace of neogothic style of Las Cabezas, property
of D. Juan Claudio Güell, Count of Ruiseñada, and determinedly headed
towards the central body of the majestic estate that was going to serve as a

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meeting point between the Spanish dictator and the exiled claimant to the
crown of Spain, D. Juan de Borbón, count of Barcelona.
At the main door of the palace, Mr. Juan Claudio Güell, acting as
host and accompanied by two high representatives of the Government of
Madrid, purposely sent to an unusual and important political meeting to
take place at eleven o'clock the following day, December 29 of 1954,
receives with an exaggerated greeting a mixture of respect and affection his
political superior, Don Juan, who, visibly tired and struggling with his
unathletic anatomy that refuses to abandon the comfortable rest of the last
three hours, descends from the second of the high-end cars that form the
central body of the atypical caravan and merge with it in a tight embrace.
The palace of Las Cabezas, on the verge of the closing night burying
a cold day of the newly born Extremaduran winter and the lack of light
hiding its stately structure, presents for newcomers the serious, silent and
relaxed appearance common to the country buildings of the Spanish
nobility of the time, although any other more thorough observer who was
not familiar with the political ins and outs that were going to be elucidated
there in the following hours would have been greatly surprised by the
unusual presence of civil guards on horseback who, even at that time, In the
afternoon, they patrolled the surroundings of the farm. As well as the
striking existence of several control points erected by the Benemérita both
at the entrances to it and at its main door.
The Count of Barcelona and claimant to the Spanish crown, Don
Juan de Borbón, had left his Portuguese residence of Villa Giralda in
Estoril at around fourteen o'clock on that already historic day, December
28, 1954 aboard one of the two enormous vehicles of representation
provided by the Portuguese Government who would travel escorted by a
camouflaged Portuguese police car at the head of the march. A few
kilometers before reaching the Spanish border, in Elvas, a fourth car, also
unmarked and occupied by four members of Franco's security forces,
joined the procession, bringing up the rear. Already in the province of
Badajoz, two motorists also belonging to the Spanish police occupied the
head of the province without prior notice, accelerating the group's march
along National V to the Extremaduran town of Almaraz where, deviating
from the national highway, they headed into the town. of Casatejada, at
whose entrance, in the purest French style, they would abandon their secret
mission with the same silent procedure as their arrival.

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 After the affectionate greeting between the Count of Ruiseñada and
his lord, Don Juan de Borbón, who, in addition to being tired, seemed to be
noticeably moved by this, his first visit to Spain since 1936 when, in the
midst of the civil war, he tried without success Joining General Franco's
rebel troops, both politicians headed inside the mansion where its
administrator, a former and faithful collaborator of Don Juan Claudio
Güell, had prepared a frugal snack for them as a preliminary to the
exquisite dinner that , around eight thirty in the afternoon, would serve as
the appropriate setting for a long evening that would last until after
midnight.
Franco, the muñidor and organizer in the shadow of this second
meeting between his all-powerful person and the vilified and despised
(within Spain) of the highest living representative of the Bourbon dynasty
abruptly expelled from Spain in April 1931 (the first meeting, also to at the
behest of the Galician dictator, had taken place in the Bay of Biscay aboard
the yacht Azor on August 25, 1948), he left his official residence in the El
Pardo palace in Madrid at eight o'clock in the morning of the next day,
December 29, 1954, aboard an impressive Cadillac armored and protected
by twenty members of his personal security installed in four vehicles and
several motorcycles. Among them were the two most famous super-agents
in the restricted environments of the immediate protection of the
"generalissimo", those known in the jargon of "the secrets" of El Pardo as
"Brunete" and "Jarama", two former combatants of the Franco's elite forces
in the civil war, decorated after the battles that would serve as a reference
for their aliases, signed at the end of the war by the State security services
and later recycled into authentic killing machines, each of them capable of
putting out Fight ten enemies in less than five seconds and at a distance of
more than twenty meters using your high-precision machine guns.
The destination of the autocrat of El Pardo at such an early hour on
December 29, 1954 was, obviously, the mansion owned by the Count of
Ruiseñada, located in Casatejada (Cáceres) called Las Cabezas where,
already at that time, the one who was waiting for him was waiting for him.
officially he was going to be his interlocutor in some very difficult personal
negotiations aimed at clarifying the roadmap for the future personal and
professional education of the infant Juan Carlos de Borbón, Don Juan's
eldest son and, in principle, the first candidate to be elected in his day for
Franco as the future king of Spain given the difficult personal and
institutional relations between him and the count of Barcelona.

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 A few minutes before the ancient clock on the bell tower of the
Casatejada church rang its sonorous chimes at eleven in the morning, the
majestic institutional procession that had left El Pardo three hours earlier,
silently headed down the driveway to the estate. of the Count of Ruiseñada.
If any inhabitant of that modest Extremaduran municipality had been asked
that same morning, in accordance with the information criteria in force in
Spain at the beginning of the 21st century, about the event that was about to
begin in the beautiful neo-Gothic palace that had dominated their town
since 1880 (which, evidently, was not), the response in one hundred
percent of the cases would have been a monumental shrug of the shoulders
and the well-known "I don't know anything about politics" so common in
Spanish society at the time, since No national (let alone foreign) journalist
had been seen around the town in recent days and only the parish priest had
been briefly informed of what was going to happen there in the following
hours, of course! ! to the mass that would surely end up being celebrated in
the palace under his sacred ministry.
But before introducing the reader to the true story of the atypical
"personal interview" held throughout the day on December 29, 1954
between Franco and Don Juan de Borbón in the Extremaduran palace of
Las Cabezas, and which in no way It resembles what the few historians and
even fewer journalists who have dealt with it have stated about it in their
writings (let us not forget that during the Franco dictatorship political
censorship was brutal and systematic), I must briefly review its historical
background. Well, this second high-level rendezvous in December 1954
was preceded by a profuse epistolary relationship between both politicians,
extremely interesting and indicative of the deep mutual dislike that they
professed and that was going to be very noticeable on this historic day in
Extremadura. of Las Cabezas.
Let's see: On June 16 of that same year, 1954, the Count of
Barcelona, increasingly concerned about Franco's reluctance to abandon the
absolute power he held to the detriment of his aspirations to the throne of
Spain, had sent him a "brave" letter in which, overcoming his fears and
personal misgivings, he launched a spectacular political attack that, today,
could be called absolutely reckless given the circumstances of weakness
and social rejection in Spain that the head of the House of Borbón, exiled in
Portugal in difficult political and family circumstances. In it he informed
him that, as a father, he had decided to send his son Juan Carlos to study at
the University of Leuven. And, as a second option, to Bologna.

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 Franco, who had already begun to develop an exhaustive plan
(essentially military) for the complete education of the prince before
receiving said letter, would react to it with his usual arrogance and
particular contempt for the figure of the suitor. In a threatening tone he
replied that the idea of sending Juan Carlos abroad "was not at all
convenient and would have a very bad effect on Spanish public opinion."
He later added that "for the discipline and formation of his character there
could be nothing more patriotic, pedagogical and exemplary than his
training as a soldier in a military establishment." Furthermore, in his
opinion, "it was very important that the Spanish people got used to seeing
the prince near the Caudillo." And to finish, and in an increasingly
imperious tone, he blurted out: "You don't really realize the damage that
would be done to the prince's future by keeping him from being formed in
the spirit of our Movement," making it crystal clear to him with these
words that if Juan Carlos was not formed in Spain within the environment
and under the auspices of the Regime, he would never be allowed to ascend
the throne.
The previous Francoist letter must have left the suitor quite touched
because he did not hesitate to immediately submit it to the consideration of
his Privy Council, being absolutely rejected by very qualified members of
the same such as Gil Robles and General Aranda who considered, not
without reason, that the plan of Franco for the prince meant the end of his
father's hopes of ever recovering the throne of Spain. Despite these
reluctance, the majority of this advisory body of the Count of Barcelona
would finally be in favor, surely as a lesser evil, to accept the proposal of
the head of the Spanish State.
However, and given the importance of the matter for his political
future, Don Juan would wait several months, until September 23, 1954, to
respond to Franco. Using as a pretext for such an unusual delay the
shameless and undiplomatic argument that he had been on a cruise through
the Greek islands organized by Queen Frederick of Greece. Furthermore,
and surely to make such a childish excuse more credible, he sent the
response letter to the dictator from Tangier.
In this letter, Don Juan referred to himself as "a father conscious of
his duty," revealing from the first lines the indignation that Franco had tried
to usurp his position. Despite this, he agreed that Juan Carlos should have
"a Spanish, religious and military training." In any case, the letter as a
whole still constituted a full-fledged provocation to the absolute power that
the Francoist Caudillo held at that time.

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 And taking it for what it was, a reckless and new provocation from
the claimant to the Spanish crown who was trying to play as best as
possible his cards as a father, the only ones he had at that time, Franco
would postpone his response for more than two months, until the 2nd of
December 1954. Although a few days before, an unexpected circumstance
occurred, a very limited municipal "election" held in Madrid on November
21, 1954, the first held in Spain since the civil war, would substantially
lower its traditional pride and arrogance in its always tense relations with
the head of the House of Bourbon when the Spanish Government
confirmed a spectacular victory (unofficial, since officially, as it could not
be otherwise, the victory of Francoism/Falangism would be overwhelming)
of the monarchical candidates to the detriment of those sponsored by the
Regime .
Franco, feeling uneasy about this inopportune political setback
(which the government propaganda media would totally ignore) that came
to add to the also very worrying and little-known visit to El Pardo, in
February of that same year 1954, of several very high-ranking generals.
prestige headed by the charismatic captain general of Catalonia, Juan
Bautista Sánchez, trying to get the generalissimo to clarify the plans he had
in mind for the soon return of the Bourbon monarchy to Spain, would not
hesitate to change plans in his not easy relations with his, without a doubt
at that point, political adversary Don Juan de Borbón, agreeing to meet
with him at short notice to settle once and for all the complex matter of
Prince Juan Carlos's preparation.
To do this, he instructed his shadow manager in Madrid-Estoril
relations, his brother Nicolás, ambassador in Lisbon, to inform Don Juan
that he was prepared to receive him. It is very true that until then the
dictator had fled like the plague from such an interview that he, totally
determined as he was to educate his potential heir in the purest principles of
the military and the National Movement, always considered unnecessary,
but in view of the new rise of monarchism in Spain which, in recent
months, had overflowed all the containment dams raised by the guards of
the Franco system, did not hesitate to access said institutional and political
rendez-vous with a view to turning it into a propaganda maneuver to reduce
as much as possible these rising monarchical feelings in our country.
However, and since politeness does not take away courage, in his delayed
epistolary response of December 2, 1954 to the suitor's letter of September
23, he made it very clear, in harsh language and without any kind of
consideration, that The agenda of the meeting would be limited solely and

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exclusively to the topic of the prince's education and that this "should be
adapted to that received by the new generations of Spaniards forged in the
heat of our Crusade." Ending his letter with these emphatic words: "If the
prince is not educated in this way, it would be better for him to go abroad.
The future Spanish monarchy is not viable outside the National
Movement."

Well, with this harsh background in Franco's relations with the

claimant to the Spanish crown, Don Juan de Borbón, it would begin, on the
morning of December 29, 1954 and in the beautiful hunting estate of Don
Juan Claudio Güell, count of Ruiseñada , in Casatejada (Cáceres), the
second historic meeting between the two. That I am going to make known
to the reader in the pages that follow and in all its true dimension, based on
the very precise confidences of an absolutely reliable and safe source that
received them from an eyewitness of the same and that have reached me
personally. almost sixty years late. Confidences that destroy the very scarce
information that about this crucial meeting in the recent history of Spain
has seen the light in books and newspapers during the Franco regime and
the subsequent transition to democracy and that, in the absence of
independent media and the much-needed freedom of expression, were fed
exclusively by the official data provided by the security services of the
Francoist State, after it had taken place, and by the propaganda apparatus of
the new Juan Carlos monarchy in the long and unfinished "democratic
transition." .

Franco's heavily protected entourage arrived in Las Cabezas a few

seconds before eleven in the morning on December 29, 1954, but, in
flagrant contradiction to what was published by historians and
commentators of the time, the Spanish dictator would not even be received
with congratulations. by Don Juan de Borbón, present at the Count of
Ruiseñada's hunting estate since the previous afternoon/night, neither of
them would see each other personally for even a single second, both at that
initial moment of their theoretical interview and throughout that historic
day. programmed to work together for the future of Spain, as the
propaganda apparatus of the Franco Regime had thrown to the four winds
and, with less euphoria, the suitor's own entourage. And this, by precise
and concrete orders from Franco himself who in his military "idea of
maneuver" ("road map", today) for the aforementioned high-level meeting
had set as the first (secret) goal to be achieved, substantially lowering the

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political expectations and morale of the head of the House of Bourbon
using from the first moment, and without any restriction, contempt,
animosity and even pure and simple institutional insult. Because the result
of the controversial and undesirable interview had already been written
and, furthermore, burned into his rough soldier's soul, without any
possibility of anything or anyone changing a single comma of his
authoritarian determination so that Prince Juan Carlos was trained in equal
parts as a pro-Franco soldier and a pro-Falangist, if his father (de facto
removed by the Regime at that point in the race for the Spanish crown)
really wanted his son to be named his heir as his successor. king.
Well yes, according to my information based on personal knowledge
that has remained hidden from the view of the true history of Spain of the
last seventy years, the first thing Franco did (after being received
exclusively by his own people already present) a few minutes after His
arrival at the Las Cabezas palace on that cold but not unpleasant December
29, 1954, after stuffing a spartan snack between his chest and back and
putting on the appropriate suit, was, what can the reader not imagine? Or
maybe yes? Well yes, yes, that... go hunting. Which was what, in his
perverse mind as an authoritarian head of state, thanks to his fratricidal
rebellion on July 18, 1936 and the corresponding massacre of the Spanish
people (which would end, for the clueless reader who still doesn't know), or
has received erroneous data, with half a million dead, a million injured,
another half a million exiled and the country devastated to its foundations),
had decided to undertake a trip to the Extremaduran town of Casatejada
and, specifically, to the prolific hunting reserve of Don Juan Claudio Güell,
count of Ruiseñada and representative in Spain of Don Juan de Borbón.
Abruptly fooling every living creature: the host of the meeting; to his lord,
the count of Barcelona; to the head of his House, Count Los Andes, who
had finally agreed to attend the meeting, swearing in Hebrew and with a
nose clip; to the Privy Council of the suitor in full... etc, etc. And, also, in
its own field, to the Government of the nation; to the numerous Spanish
monarchists who had been sitting for years waiting for the dictator to
abandon his all-powerful chair for the benefit of their future king; to the
Falangists, who did not even want to hear about the above; and, in general,
to Spanish public opinion that the truth was that this former "generalissimo
of the national armies" did not give a damn.
Franco, who at the suggestion of the host count installed his
"negotiating" headquarters in the east wing of the superb Las Cabezas
building while his political opponent, Don Juan, had deployed his few

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diplomatic powers in the west wing, would, of course, give the final
instructions to his people before "escaping" from the palace, armed to the
teeth and with the mandatory cohort of hunting sycophants and armed
guards, ready to have a blast shooting left and right across the vast Las
Cabezas hunting grounds , an activity that, on the other hand and changing
objectives, is the one to which he had dedicated his entire life since his not
so tender youth (if he had one) and the only thing he really knew how to do
when he grew up, if we discount his perverse fondness for see the more
than thirty million Spaniards march through towns and cities who, since
their "third triumphal year of 1939", "enjoyed" the silent and tremendous
peace of Franco's cemeteries.
In accordance with Franco's instructions, which were already widely
accepted by the few management personnel who had accompanied him
from Madrid, a work table would be set up at around twelve o'clock in the
main hall of the mansion. formed by the Count of the Andes and the host
himself, Don Juan Claudio Güell, on behalf of Don Juan de Borbón's
entourage, and the ambassador Nicolás Franco (who would exercise the
factual presidency of the same) and the two anonymous figures from the
Administration Francoist who had received the suitor the day before at the
door of the Las Cabezas palace and whose identities, according to the
description provided to this historian by his unexpected source, would
correspond, with complete certainty, to those of Generals Muñoz Grandes,
Minister of the Army , and Juan Vigón, head of the Central General Staff,
on behalf of the Head of State of Spain.
These two generals, dressed in civilian clothes and acting at all times
as politicians and not as members of the FAS, would open the work day
with both Franco (hunting) and Don Juan (snoozing), the two high-ranking
Spanish political figures, absent from the table. that, in theory, they had
gone to such an atypical countryside setting (chosen by the first of them
because it was located halfway between Madrid and Estoril and constituted
a quiet place far from any external interference) to carry out a momentous
personal interview. And that at no time, throughout that historic day,
December 29, 1954, would they see each other in person and not even
exchange a protocol greeting... Both military leaders would immediately
put on the table a lengthy document, with the letterhead of the Central
General Staff of the Army, in which the process that the comprehensive
training of Prince John should follow was detailed in detail (and with high-
level military terminology). Carlos in the following five years (one of
military preparation and another four as a gentleman cadet in the three

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Military Academies of our country) as well as in the subsequent university
stage of a minimum of two years to be developed at a Spanish University.
This document also "proposed" General Carlos Martínez Campos y
Serrano, Duke of La Torre, as the most suitable person, due to his
experience, age and knowledge, to supervise the prince's education and as a
possible head of his House.
The "Don Juanist" interlocutors present in such an atypical
political/institutional meeting, without any power to even try to change a
comma of the military document placed on the work table of the living
room on the ground floor of the Casatejadeño palace by the two high
representatives of the de facto power of the system (the Francoist Army of
“Victory” on July 18, 1936) and without its master present in it after the
sovereign act of contempt and personal and political animosity of the Ferrol
autocrat to his person and to Spanish monarchism in general, they limited
themselves to endure such a hostile scenario, in which everything was
already cooked, eaten and digested in advance, as best they could, with
forced smiles and inconsequential comments worthy of true career
diplomats and, yes, from time to time sending the suitor Don Juan
(entrenched in the wing of the palace that had fallen to his lot and dedicated
to God knows what arduous dynastic tasks, since even the historical source
present in such an elegant setting that bizarre day has not been able to point
out with certainty what the Count of Barcelona in the long hours of
theoretical interview with Franco) some note, signed by the head of his
House, the Count of the Andes, in which he repeatedly communicated to
him in detail the arguments put forward by the Spanish dictator (black
posts on white by the two military hierarchs present at the Table in the base
document of the interview) to totally and exhaustively militarize the career
of Prince Juan Carlos de Borbón until he could achieve the future crown of
the National Movement.
Nothing, or almost nothing, because I don't want to be too harsh with
some colleagues who have published fictional and children's comics about
the life of Franco and his heir as king, Juan Carlos de Borbón, among them
some internationally renowned foreign author of A modern biography of
King Juan Carlos manifestly lacks reliable documentary bases and that I
have allowed myself to harshly question in some of my books, what has
been written out there about this famous "interview in the 2nd phase" of
Franco with Don Juan of December 29, 1954 (some historians and
journalists of the time place it on the previous day, December 28, the date
on which the suitor arrived at the future scene) is true, not even how it

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could have started for the reader to glimpse, comes somewhat close to
harsh reality. In it, there was neither a cordial reception from the dictator
upon his arrival at the estate where the political event was going to be held
by the head of the Bourbon dynasty in exile, nor was there any personal
interview between Franco and Don Juan and they did not even see each
other. or they greeted each other throughout the day. They did exchange,
however, some personal notes taken to their respective palatial settlements
by the Count of the Andes (Estoril area) and the ambassador Nicolás
Franco (El Pardo area) who sought, exclusively, for the suitor to give his
"Yes." (absolute and without contemplation) to Franco's immovable
proposal in relation to the military training of the candidate for the future
Spanish crown, Juan Carlos de Borbón.
Nor do they adhere to reality, given the confidences that this
historian has been able to confirm to this day and that have remained in the
most absolute secret for years and years since we already know how
dictatorships spend them (the Franco one was to a degree sumo) and the
pseudo democracies (the Juan Carlos monarchical regime has had little of
true democracy), the alleged reluctance, reluctance and small objections
that the suitor would have posed to the generalissimo during the, on the
other hand, non-existent personal interview in Extremadura. There, in the
Las Cabezas palace and on the glorious day of December 29, 1954, nothing
was actually negotiated, nor was anything proposed by Don Juan de
Borbón, according to the monarchists, a legitimate candidate to wear the
abandoned Bourbon crown. by his father Alfonso XIII after his cowardly
resignation in April 1931. Franco had set up this virtual meeting with his
real political enemy out of his own interest and for purposes exclusively of
propaganda and theoretical approach to the monarchical bet that was
booming in Spain. And, incidentally, to inflict a subtle blow on the Falange
of Arrese which, in recent months, had dared to raise its voice demanding
that it completely and forever abandon its well-known commitment to a
new “Bourbon establishment” even if it was with the piping and
paraphernalia of the yoke and arrows.
This is how history is written, friends, the true history. With almost
perpetual lies and sensational, brave and extemporaneous revelations when,
as is required, time goes its own way, placing each person in their rightful
place.
Franco, let us remember, in those difficult days of December 1954
was a dictator like the top of a pine tree, without scruples, without brakes
of any kind, without factual counterpowers and, nevertheless, he already

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enjoyed a certain prestige in the international community of the hand of the
Yankee empire that did not hesitate to give him a pat on the shoulder in
1953 by another American soldier and president of great standing and
winner of World War II, to get Spain on his side in the brutal cold war that
was taking place. had unleashed starting in 1945 in Europe devastated by
the real war. But also, on this occasion, he was beginning to be very
concerned about a subtle monarchical movement against his Regime
detected by the military secret services that, although hidden and behind
the scenes for the moment, in recent months was awakening sympathies in
high echelons of the apparatus. of the State until then unconditionally
addicted to his person, like the military. Political movement that was not
being personally directed by the pretender Don Juan, according to this
confidential information, but that did use its hypothetical dynastic rights as
a weapon to attack the legitimacy of the system of July 18 and encourage
its fall just when, overcome The difficult situation of international isolation
seemed to settle in Europe and the rest of the world.
That is why the dictator, with all these premises before his eyes,
would decide very soon to stand up to the future conspirators (we will see
the outcome, which would last more than two years, exhaustively in the
next chapters of this book) by organizing, as previous phase of his perverse
counteroffensive, this bizarre episode of Las Cabezas on December 29,
1954, where his absolute personal power, his determination to remain at the
top of the Spanish State throughout his life, and the absolute contempt he
felt for him who, from the barrier of his golden exile in Portugal, aspired to
throw him out of his almighty chair.

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 (Secret) Vacation in Las Cabezas

Holy Week 1956: The Borbón brothers (Juan Carlos and Alfonsito)
go to the neo-Gothic Cáceres palace of D. Juan Güell, Count of Ruiseñada
and representative in Spain of the Count of Barcelona, to enjoy a few days
of hunting before both traveling to Estoril. Juan Carlos enjoys the
regulatory permit granted by the Military Academy of Zaragoza. The
Senequita, from his vacation at the French Lyceum in Madrid. Their father,
Don Juan de Borbón, knows nothing. Franco yes, maybe too much.
Monday, March 26 and Tuesday, March 27, 1956: The children have fun.

On Saturday, March 24, 1956, the gentleman cadet of the Spanish

Army, Juan Carlos de Borbón, with the regulatory authorization in the
pocket of his tunic and dressed in his impeccable military uniform (the
cadets of the Zaragoza Military Academy, considered in many areas
international military personnel of the time as one of the best and most
Prussian military training centers in the world, could never take off their
uniform, even on vacation) began the march towards Madrid to pick up his
younger brother, Alfonso (14 years old) there. , a student at the French
Lyceum in the capital of Spain and started together, before going to his
father's house in Estoril (Portugal) to spend the Easter holidays, a very
particular hunting adventure designed by himself and that was going to take
place in the beautiful hunting estate that the Count of Ruiseñada, his
father's representative before the Government of General Franco, owned in
the province of Cáceres: the sumptuous palace of Las Cabezas.
This Extremaduran getaway of the two Borbón brothers before they
both appeared in Villa Giralda to spend the traditional "holy days" with
their parents and sisters, had not been planned at all by the Borbón family
who expected to receive their two sons during the afternoon/evening of that
same Saturday, March 24, or, at most, throughout the morning of the next
day, Palm Sunday. Nor has it ever been collected by any historian until this
year 2013 when, after receiving surprising and unpublished information
from personal witnesses, this professional has decided to collect it for the
first time in the book he has in his hands, reader friend.

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 It seems that Juan Carlos himself, in a telephone conversation with
his father a few days before leaving the high military center where he was
studying, had made it clear to him that as soon as he received the
corresponding military authorization, probably in the early hours of
Saturday the 24th, He would take the first train to Madrid to pick up his
brother Alfonso there and both of them, without loss of time, would
embark on the trip to Estoril to be with their loved ones before Sunday
lunch on the 25th.
However, as the Spanish proverb very well states, "man proposes
and God disposes" and although in this historical circumstance of the
vacation trip of the Borbón brothers to Estoril in Holy Week of 1956 it was
not at all the Supreme Maker who, Ultimately, if he played a trick in it,
nothing would happen in its actual execution as had been foreseen in the
family environment of Villa Giralda and authorized by its highest
institutional representation, Don Juan de Borbón.
Because, very few days before the mass of cadets who were studying
at the first Franco military teaching institution of the time (the General
Military Academy) and hardened their character, their ego, their resistance
to fatigue and more! .. his testicular endowment (one of the purposes of his
exaggerated discipline, according to his own teachers) received the
regulatory safe conduct from his director to become once again a jovial
group of small free beings owners of the very few civil rights that in those
terrible years dictatorial "enjoyed" by the suffering ordinary Spanish
citizens, something would abruptly change in the Bourbon road map
designed for such a normal and familiar vacation trip to the paternal home
so that both the infant/prince Juan Carlos de Borbón and his little brother,
the infante Alfonso "El Senequita" ended up arriving at night, with their
suitcases, their uniforms and their desire to forget about disciplines and
other bagpipes, to the stately country residence of Don Juan Claudio Güell,
Count of Ruiseñada, located, as the kind reader who has paid a minimum of
attention to the act of reading in which he is immersed, in the small and
secluded town of Casatejada in Cáceres.
And that something, which undoubtedly existed, so that the family
relations of the Bourbon clan settled in the beautiful city of Estoril, in
Portugal, suffered a Copernican overturn, who does the reader believe
could have carried it out, initiated it, brought it into being, propitiated it or
induced it? Well, it is clear, someone from the heights of the State,
naturally, because in this country, both in the still imperial Spain of then
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not from the top of political or party power (the other two theoretical
powers of a real democracy, the legislative and the judicial, are subordinate
or parasites of the previous one) very little can be influenced in the future
of national history.
Well, naturally, who would it be if here, in the warm Celtiberian bull
skin populated by stars and snow-capped mountains of the fifties of the last
century, no one breathed who did not have the yoke and arrows engraved
on his uniform of the last century? Army or the Phalange (not exactly
Macedonian)? It is crystal clear, man (and woman) of today's Spain, virtual
and cybernetic citizens of an aging, ruined, corrupt and subjugated country
by a few thousand party leaders who for years and years have filled their
pockets (theirs and those of their friends and partners) due to bonuses and
million-dollar bribes. Who was it going to be? Well, the person (it seems
that yes, after the relevant studies carried out after his death by independent
forensic experts, the existence of human genes in his small and bellicose
physiological structure is confirmed) who ruled in this country above all
things, the supreme leader of the whole shebang, half military, half
political, set up by the rebels of July 18, 1936 after their victory/massacre
three years later, the self-proclaimed, with more vanity than brains,
"generalissimo" of its military component and maximum dictator of his
frightened and sleepy civilian mass: Don Francisco Franco Bahamonde.
The first case in the entire world (the civilized one, obviously, we are not
talking about the illiterate Caribbean and African coup plotters of all times)
in which a professional military man, with the only and exclusive studies of
second lieutenant (who in the early years of the 20th century were for little
more than reading, writing, doing accounts and distinguishing
Charlemagne from Napoleon) would become the youngest general of his
time (thanks, of course, to the corrupt Bourbon monarchy represented by
the golfer Alfonso XIII) and to serve (manu militari, of course) for almost
forty years as the Head of a modern and civilized State. But less…
So that's it. In the month of January of that fateful year 1956, Franco,
who since the autumn of the previous year had had on the table of his
dictatorial office located in the El Pardo palace exhaustive reports from the
secret services of the Regime (Second Bis Sections of all Spanish Military
Units and Centers, Information Section of its Military Quarter, Information
Service of the Civil Guard and the different Embassies abroad...
coordinated by Admiral Carrero Blanco) related to an incipient
monarchical/Bourbon conspiracy (the so-called "Operation Nightingale"
after the name of the nobleman who held his leadership in Spain), he would

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decide to take the action that his distrustful brain had been concocting since
the "interview" held with the suitor Don Juan de Borbón on December 29,
1954 in Las Cabezas (whose real development the reader already knows).
From which the latter would emerge absolutely convinced that the Spanish
dictator would never leave his easy chair in life and from which Franco
would also obtain full certainty that his interlocutor was an extremely
ambitious man, he was being manipulated by a Council of absolutely anti-
Franco monarchist notables. and he had to face it quickly and to the death if
he did not want the Juanist environment established in Spain, with
important ramifications in vital State apparatuses such as the Army, to end
up putting him in a very compromised situation.
The Spanish military secret services, as is de rigueur in this chaos
and with the operational facilities provided by the modest and vulnerable
communications of the time and the Portuguese Intelligence services that
collaborated fully, had perfectly controlled it since its birth, in the summer
of 1955, this incipient subversive movement and, above all, its maximum
political head, the Count of Barcelona, who, although he did not carry out
clear and precise executive missions in it for elementary reasons of
survival, allowed his political representatives in Spain to do so, bitter and
enraged as he was with the Francoist generalissimo whom he had,
recklessly, undervalued and even given up on, after the end of World War
II.
In these secret reports from the security services of the Regime, both
those exclusively from the military and those from the Civil Guard and the
Ministry of the Interior (today, the Interior), they had been collected, as I
say since the fall of 1955, in a repetitive manner. and without the
possibility of any error since all the conversations of those involved in the
conspiracy, both of its maximum leader, the Count of Barcelona, and of
each and every one of the high political and military officials attached to it,
were systematically recorded. and analyzed by the corresponding
technicians, who had the operational organizational charts of the
aforementioned anti-system organization, with the names and surnames of
those responsible for each of its different hierarchical levels and with the
activity carried out in recent weeks by each of them.
Franco, well aware of even the smallest details of what was coming
his way and extremely concerned because in this ordeal raised against his
regime and his person, there were high-ranking soldiers with command in
place, such as the charismatic captain general of Catalonia, General Juan
Bautista Sánchez, as well as politicians and nobles of very appreciable

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roots and economic and social power, would decide to go on a total and all-
out offensive against him through a very sophisticated and perverse plan,
prepared by high military commanders of the Information and
Counterespionage of the Central General Staff of the Army, approved by
Generals Muñoz Grandes and Juan Vigón, and coordinated in its execution
by Admiral Carrero Blanco.
This plan, unknown for decades and even today by the vast majority
of the Spanish people (no documentation would ever reach civil society
from the secret offices of the Military Intelligence of the time), and which
would be put into execution starting next month. March 1956 with the
death, in a supposed and strange fortuitous accident that the Franco regime
would take great care to ensure remained in the most absolute shadow "ad
eternum", of the Infante Alfonso de Borbón "El Senequita", it will be able
to finally know the Spanish and foreign reader with all the detail and all the
ignominy that its perverse execution entails in another chapter of this book,
although at present I have no choice but to refer to it so that they can
understand, even partially, the devious decision made by the dictator
Franco in January 1956. And in whose execution none other than the two
Bourbon brothers of our story would intervene as protagonists: one, as the
material executor of an alleged murder (rather fratricide) never investigated
by any judge, and the other, as an innocent scapegoat victim of political,
family, personal, institutional and class interests that would end, suddenly,
his young life.
The Francoist plan prepared by the senior military leaders of the
Regime's secret services to dismantle the so-called "Operation
Nightingale", in which the hard core of the monarchical/Bourbon collusion
based in Spain and Portugal was active, would be designed in great detail.
during the autumn of 1955 (secret directive called “Operation in Defense of
the State” of the Second Bis Section of the EMC of the Army, submitted to
Franco at the end of November), consisted of three clearly differentiated
phases to be carried out without haste of any kind during the years 1956,
1957 and 1958 (the Regime, despite its fears, felt strong and believed it had
all the time in the world to massacre its enemies, as it did) and its initiation
was planned, as I have already pointed out in the preceding lines, for March
1956. Subsequently, the chosen date would be Wednesday the 28th of that
month with the summary execution of Infante D. Alfonso de Borbón at the
hands of his own brother, Prince Juan Carlos de Borbón (today still king of
Spain after his designation as his heir by Franco, in July 1969), in the
course of an alleged, incomprehensible, bizarre and disastrous " family

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accident" in which, according to the operational script prepared by its
promoters in order to make it digestible by the uninformed, despised,
undervalued and dogged Spanish public opinion, a professional soldier of
the Spanish Army (student of the country's first Military Academy , with
almost a year of intensive military training and therefore an expert in all
types of portable weapons) would have occurred to him the strange idea of
"playing", yes, pointing his pistol at the head of his younger brother and
pressing the trigger of it, without even checking if it was loaded and if it
had the corresponding safety devices activated.
This first phase of the countercoup prepared by the military security
services of the Franco Regime to deactivate or destroy (neutralize,
according to typical military jargon) the so-called "Operation Nightingale",
which would begin, as I say, on March 28, 1956 with the alleged murder
(nothing accidental, nothing fortuitous) of Infante D. Alfonso de Borbón,
committed by his own brother Juan Carlos following orders from Franco,
had as its priority purpose the physical, psychological and moral
destruction of its maximum leader, the claimant to the Spanish crown, D.
Juan de Borbón. The direct assassination, the physical and unmitigated
disappearance of its number one public enemy, the Count of Barcelona, the
planning brains of its highest security agency, the military secret services,
designed his personal, political and family destruction, mercilessly hitting
him where they could do the most harm: in the person of his most beloved
son, in that of the intelligent, illustrious, active and political enemy of the
dictator Franco ( like his father) Alfonsito, affectionately called by his
family in order to his recognized personal qualities "El Senequita".
A mortal blow where there is one, to make matters worse, to
infinitely enhance the personal and family damage to be caused, should be
committed by someone very close to the Villa Giralda environment, with
the inhuman planners of such a terrible infanticide not doubting from the
beginning. head the sinister list of possible hitmen carrying out the same
with the name of his brother Juan Carlos, at the time under the military
discipline of the Regime, who showed serious reluctance against his
younger brother (read envy to the highest degree) for constituting at that
time a clear danger to his ambitions in relation to the Spanish crown (the
signals that reached Madrid about Don Juan's preferences for his youngest
son were already very worrying for the eldest at that time), and who was
considered easy to grasp given the abundant and repeated signs of
subordination and submission that he showed to the most trivial guidelines
of "his leader."

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 The other two phases of the Francoist counteroffensive against the
Bourbon conspiratorial apparatus in Spain involved in the so-called
"Operation Nightingale", contemplated the physical and unmitigated
destruction of any kind of the highest (and even middle-ranking) people
responsible for the conspiracy, both in the military as well as in the civil
sphere, although the operations necessary for this are conveniently masked
(outright murders) within supposed personal, family, health and even traffic
accidents. And both phases would be carried out over the next two years,
the first ending on January 30, 1957 with the murder (officially, heart
attack), through an "induced suicide", of the captain general of Catalonia. ,
Lieutenant General Juan Bautista Sánchez, an honest and charismatic
soldier who had made his career in the "national" ranks, a staunch
monarchist and who had not hesitated to join the Bourbon order against the
dictator before the siren song of D. Juan Claudio Güell. This last
personality, top leader of the monarchical conspiracy in its political aspect
and whose name from the beginning had served as a reference for Franco's
counterespionage, with whose death, on April 23, 1958, the date on which
he would appear dead at the train station. Tours in the cabin he occupied in
the sleeping car of the train in which he returned from Paris (officially due
to heart failure, really due to poisoning) would conclude the third and final
phase of the secret and extremely difficult “Operation in Defense of the
State” mounted by the secret services of the Francoist Army to “neutralize”
the Bourbon bet against Franco led by the claimant to the crown of Spain
exiled in Portugal.

Of all this perverse and secret Franco counteroffensive against the

monarchism established in both Spain and Portugal, in which the current
king of Spain, Juan Carlos de Borbón, would play a primary, presumably
criminal, role, being a cadet at the General Military Academy of Zaragoza.
and at 18 years of age (abundant rational evidence will be brought up
throughout this work that proves this in the absence of the appropriate
judicial investigations that were never carried out in both countries,
governed by dictatorships, it should not be forgotten), the reader will have
precise and exhaustive information throughout the chapters of this book. In
this initial procedural moment of the historical research work that I have
carried out over the last few years, I only wanted to give you a brief outline
of the silent struggle for power that was developing in Spain in those
tremendous fifties of the last century between two political sides that are
mortal enemies: Francoism and the Bourbon monarchism established in

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Estoril, as a necessary premise to understand the serious events that began
in this country on March 28, 1956 with the death of Infante D. Alfonso de
Borbón at the hands of his own brother Juan Carlos (which I am about to
tell you about) and ended (not completely, since the vengeful ebb of
Franco's rule would continue for several more decades) on April 23, 1958
with the poisoning of what had been during years the delegate of the Count
of Barcelona in Franco's "court", a theoretical friend of the dictator and
visible head of the conspiracy that would end his life.

And after anticipating, dear reader, the two plots facing death on the
outskirts of Spanish political power at the beginning of 1956 (the Francoist
"enjoying" it and the Bourbon aspiring to occupy it in the short term), I
have no choice to resume the story of the secret and unexpected secret
vacations of the two Borbón brothers on the Cáceres estate of Las Cabezas,
property of the Count of Ruiseñada, during Holy Week in 1956. I said at
the beginning of this chapter that something must have happened in some
high echelon of that all-embracing power of the Francoist State for the two
Borbón brothers (the infants Juan Carlos and Alfonso) to convert at the last
minute their peaceful vacations to enjoy in their father's house in Estoril.
(Portugal), already scheduled and accepted by the family and that were to
begin on Saturday, March 24 with the arrival of both infants to Villa
Giralda, in a secret hunting getaway, unknown and therefore not authorized
by the "pater familie" Don Juan de Borbón, who abruptly broke with the
traditional relationship of dependence and subordination that until then the
eldest of the two brothers had maintained in relation to the supreme
authority of his father and which constituted in itself a full-fledged
challenge to that paternal authority. assuming on the contrary (although in
total secrecy at that time) a new and iron dependence on his protector
Franco. A playful getaway that would end with an event as extremely
unfortunate, dark, inexplicable, bizarre and fatuous as the death of one of
the two hikers, Infante D. Alfonso, due to an accurate shot fired by his
brother Juan Carlos with his own pistol.
I also said in those first lines of this chapter to which I have referred,
that that something, that impulse, that new engine that was going to change,
without any ambiguity of any kind, the history of Spain, indisputably came
from Franco (he could not be the work of any authority other than his own
since there was none in the Spain of that time) who, authorizing at the
beginning of January 1956 the secret directive of his military security
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militari, was going to cause the cadet Juanito (Juan Carlos de Borbón),
assuming the directives and promises of his new political and military
master and with his ambitious being placed exclusively in the direction of
the future crown of Spain, to embrace throughout the following February
the operational homicide designed against his own father and brother by the
spurious cancerberos of the system, agreeing to become the executing arm
of one of the most despicable and iniquitous political murders in the history
of Spain. Premeditated and cruel fratricide for which, after almost sixty
years, he has not yet been held accountable to anyone since both his
mentor, the dictator Franco (who knew about it) and the tormented and
cowed Spanish society of the so-called transition (not here in Spain) there
has been no transition of any kind, only a continuation of Francoism with a
democratic mask), who did not know it, they never demanded that such a
cruel, bizarre and incredible event (an alleged accident involving a small
pistol in the hands of a professional military man who he instantly kills a
brother and competitor for the future crown of Spain) was investigated by
justice, as is the common norm in any civilized State, not necessarily
democratic, just civilized.
Of the dark, and initially incredible, episode of the signing of cadet
Juanito by the secret Franco military apparatus of the time to assume the
role of high hitman executing the tremendous setback programmed by the
Regime against "Operation Nightingale" in general and the suitor and head
of the House of Bourbon, the Count of Barcelona, in particular, murdering
his brother Alfonso "El Senequita" in the course of an unfortunate "family
accident", I will promptly give an account to the reader at the appropriate
procedural/researcher moment. , in a later chapter of this work, since now I
do not want to further delay the closing of the hunting adventure (to call it
something because, as it seems to me, I have already repeatedly put black
on white, the arrival of the two Bourbon infantrymen to the Las Cabezas
palace obeyed, in its sinister planning, other much darker, darker and more
precise goals of high politics and the struggle for power) that had its
apparently jovial and pleasant beginning on Saturday, March 24, 1956,
with the arrival of the two Borbón brothers to the hunting estate of the
Count of Ruiseñada, in Casatejada (Cáceres), and their tragic end the
following Wednesday, March 28, with the instant death of "El Senequita"
by an accurate shot to the head. carried out by his brother Juan Carlos. As
he himself would later admit to his own family and friends (not to the
police or the justice system), although he blamed him for the resulting
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that, it seems, would have clouded his mind and his ballistic knowledge
acquired in the long hours of weapons class received at the General
Military Academy of Zaragoza.

The two Borbón brothers arrived at the Count of Ruiseñada's estate

on Saturday, March 24, 1956, around twenty-two hours, from the capital of
Spain. Juan Carlos and Alfonso got out, with a jovial and relaxed air, from
a sports car that, according to the first of them, he had driven from Madrid
and from which an unknown “third man” also got out. From a second car
that, along with that of the infantrymen, made up the small procession, a
high-end black sedan, two other young men, about thirty to thirty-five years
old, got out, along with the one who had accompanied the infantrymen in
their car, they presented themselves to the administrator of the palace as
official professors of the General Military Academy of Zaragoza in charge
of the immediate security of the newcomers.
The staff of Las Cabezas, with their administrator in charge, had not
had specific reference to the reserved visit of the infants until the previous
day, Friday, March 23, in the morning, around eleven o'clock, when a
telephone call from their master , D. Juan Claudio Güell, the head of the
estate, alerted him about it, telling him that it would last until Thursday,
March 28, and that the two illustrious guests who, with the permission and
acquiescence of Franco himself, had been given maximum entertainment.
decided to spend a few days of vacation and relaxation hunting in the
palace, which was in itself a great honor, and that all the staff of the house
had to maintain total discretion and confidentiality regarding the stay and
the activities that the two royal guests carried out during the four days that,
in principle, his stay was going to last.
What the employees and workers of the Las Cabezas palace, with its
administrator in charge, did notice on the same afternoon of Friday, March
23, was the unusual presence in the surroundings of the property of civil
guards on horseback who, without bothering in the slightest After alerting
the staff, they began patrolling their very large hunting grounds,
establishing an effective security cordon around the entire residential
complex. Presence of the Benemérita that the inhabitants of the small town
of Casatejada could also confirm without giving too much importance to it,
accustomed as they were to witnessing the arrival of periodic caravans of
illustrious people who arrived at the sumptuous estate of the Count of
Ruiseñada, in the most absolute of secrets and without stopping in the
slightest in its humble town.

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 It seems to be, and this was confirmed to me actively and passively
by my secret source who has kept valuable information like gold in cloth
for years and years, received from his elders, about facts of great historical
significance that, if it were not for his bravery, and patriotism could have
remained in the most absolute and perpetual deception of the citizens of a
country governed for decades by a ferocious dictatorship and an upstart
pseudo-democracy, that the father of both infants, D. Juan de Borbón was
not informed of the change in plans of his children in relation to their
Easter vacations which, in principle, and as Juan Carlos had told him a few
dates before starting them, the two brothers were to arrive at Villa Giralda
in the night of Holy Saturday, March 24, or early morning of the next day,
Palm Sunday, in order to remain both in the parental home at least until
Easter Sunday. To do this, I planned to pick up Alfonsito, in Madrid, the
previous afternoon.
In light of this information, it seems crystal clear that both this
change of plans that we mentioned, and the scant information about the trip
itself that would reach the Count of Barcelona since he would only receive
a phone call from Juan Carlos (his brother Alfonso was not authorized to
do so) from Las Cabezas on Sunday morning, March 25, notifying him that
the two brothers had received a last-minute invitation from the Count of
Ruiseñada, endorsed by his preceptor, General Martínez Campos and
Franco himself, for the two brothers to pass a few pleasant days of hunting
on D.'s farm in Cáceres. Claudio Güell obeyed precise orders from the high
command of the operation mounted by the secret services of the Regime,
coordinated by Admiral Carrero Blanco, against the so-called "Operation
Nightingale" in general and the claimant to the Spanish crown, D. Juan de
Borbón, in particular. And whose first phase contemplated, we have
already anticipated in previous pages, the physical disappearance of infant
D. Alfonso de Borbón in the course of a complex secret operation masked
in an alleged family accident in which his brother, the knight cadet of the
AGM, Juan Carlos de Borbón, was going to play a primary role.
And, likewise, from the research carried out by this historian in
relation to these specific points of the novel and incredible true account of
the events in this tragic Holy Week of 1956, it is clear that, on the contrary,
the dictator Franco was at all times aware of the development of the
operation through the precise and concrete information that, in real time,
would be sent to his Military Room by the three officers of the military
secret services (not professors of the General Military Academy) who
accompanied the infantrymen in the trip from Madrid to Casatejada. And

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that they would be directly responsible for the "happy ending" (for the
Regime, it is understood) of the operation, for the transfer of the mortal
remains of "El Senequita" to Estoril and for everything related to this action
in "defense of the security of the State" was covered with a cloak of silence
impervious to history forever and ever.

On Sunday, March 25, 1956, the two noble Bourbon brothers invited
by the political duo Franco/Count of Ruiseñada and arrived in Las Cabezas
the night before, dedicated themselves, as contemplated in the plan drawn
up from the heights of the Regime, to rest and walk around the estate
accompanied at all times by two of the three Army officers who, in
rigorous and sporty civilian attire, had arrived with them at the spectacular
Cáceres residence of Count Güell and who showed at all times that they
were bearers of rigorous orders. so as not to deviate for a single second
from the script that their obscure superiors had prepared for those
anomalous vacations of the Borbón brothers and that they had obviously
learned well.
The next two days, holy Monday, March 26, 1956 and Tuesday (also
holy), March 27, things would change drastically and the rest and
tranquility in the beautiful hunting residence of the Count of Ruiseñada
would be blown up into pieces, to pieces. give way to the sporting and
hunting revelry programmed by the egregious planners of such a bizarre
event in order to "mask" (I think I have used this military term with
tiresome repetition throughout this work but the fact is that, apart from
being the really used by the General Staff officers of the Army's
Information/Intelligence services, who drafted it in their very secretive
internal writings, is the one that best defines the perverse "theatre" put on
by the Franco Regime to achieve the strategic goal of ending the danger.
Bourbon settler settled in Estoril) the surprising death of D.'s most beloved
son. Juan de Borbón, count of Barcelona and reckless candidate to replace
the genocidal Franco at the head of the Spanish State at the time.
The same officers in charge of the guard and custody of the two
Borbón brothers, confined, parked or on standby in the farm (golden cage,
rather) refuge of Las Cabezas those first days of Holy Week of 1956 that
would soon pass into the history (secret, since the one in the books never
went beyond Spain) possibly changing it from the roots, they would be in
charge of programming and executing, ensuring the fulfillment of their
duty and the healthy and well-deserved vacation rest of their "protégés" ,
two exhaustive days of hunting taking advantage of the immense Las

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Cabezas reserve, many (but many) hectares in size. Throughout which, the
infantryman/cadet Juan Carlos would make a complete demonstration of
his overwhelming passion for weapons (hunting, war or whatever) that he
has not abandoned to this day in which, taking an enormous leap
qualitatively, he continues to employ (rather he employed, because his
recycled titanium skeleton no longer allows him to do so after the Corinna
affair) against the enormous retired pachyderms who enjoy their last days
frolicking in the Botswana reserves of the Okabango River.
His brother Alfonso, on the other hand, embarked almost against his
will on an adventure that he never foresaw, that did not go at all with his
character and his hobbies and to which he was forced to go due to pressure
from Juan Carlos and, above all, of the Count of Ruiseñada (who would
ultimately be the one who formalized the personal invitation to the two
infants since, although devoted body and soul to the Bourbon cause and
shamelessly conspiring against Franco's power, he knew how to swim and
put away his clothes, collaborating on certain issues. with Franco himself),
he would dedicate his time, in these first days of this last Holy Week of his
life, to other passions of much more intellectual significance. Although
both on Monday, March 26, and on the following day, the 27th, he would
accompany the "hunting troop" through the mountains, led by two of the
officers of the military secret services (the third of them would barely move
from the building in permanent contact with Madrid), he would spend
hours and hours making one raid after another through the extensive
Cáceres moors near the farm, shaking lead at everything that moved. With
the obvious joy and the latent smile/laugh of the cadet Juanito who, after
each of the bloody conquests that the count's professional scouts provided
him, finished the task with screams and fuss more typical of Spartacus's
gladiators than of a future king of Spain, although he had to be so by order
of a fierce dictator and not by the majority and democratic desire of the
Spanish people.
The tragedy, in those bright days of the recently begun Extremaduran
spring, loomed irreversibly over the extensive meadows of the spectacular
"Casatejeño" palace of the Count of Ruiseñada but no one, in the motley
group installed there by decision of the ethereal power of an autocrat
unscrupulous, he seemed to realize it. All its components except,
obviously, the scapegoat for the bloody sacrifice for the sacred security of
the (Franco) State, the infante Alfonso de Borbón, and the disoriented
employees of the palace who, of course, were not aware of the sinister
script that was there. was going to perform in the next few hours, they

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seemed to act "ex officio", with absolute professionalism and determination
that the secret function written in the uncontrolled heights of the military
secret services would end in absolute success. More than anything because
some of them had their lives at stake.
In the pages that follow, very interested and nervous reader, I am
going to tell you in detail (ins and outs that have remained in the most
absolute secret for almost sixty years) how this Hispanic tragedy, written
with a previous script, unfolded. Not completely hidden but distorted,
manipulated and adapted to the political interests of a terrible time in the
history of Spain. But that will be, not after the publicity... but in the next
chapter.

Third Chapter

A strange death “made in Spain”

March 28, 1956: Tragic afternoon in the sumptuous palace of Las Cabezas.
The infant D. Alfonso de Borbón “El Senequita” (14 years old) dies
instantly after receiving an accurate shot in the head from his brother Juan
Carlos (18 years old, gentleman cadet of the General Military Academy
and expert in all types of portable weapons of the Army. of Spanish Land).
“They were alone messing around with the pistol that Franco had given to
Juan Carlos,” according to a person from the Count of Ruiseñada's most
intimate circle present at the estate in those dramatic moments.

On Wednesday, March 28, 1956, the vacation, sports and family

party atmosphere that had reigned in the stately country residence of D.
was going to change drastically, as predicted and written in the fates or ides

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of El Pardo. Juan Claudio Güell since the previous Saturday night in which
the two Borbón brothers had arrived extremely happy, uninhibited, and
aboard a spectacular sports car driven by Prince Juan Carlos himself. In the
morning, and following the precise "recommendations" of their
bodyguards, the noble couple abandoned the elitist task of hunting that had
kept them extremely entertained the previous two days in order to take a
guided excursion on horseback through the extensive area of Campo
Arañuelo, making his noble horses suffer (in the style of the riding classes
at the General Military Academy of Zaragoza, which the cadet Juan Carlos
was so fond of) in the crowning of high mogotes and steep hills from which
the young riders were able to see the majesty of the landscape of the nearby
area of La Vera.
Lunch, like the previous days, consisted of an informal, abundant
and exquisite buffet in which, following the precise telephone orders of the
absent host, the two royal guests and their companions were able to taste
the tasty meats of the region, the magnificent Iberian hams of acorns stored
since time immemorial in the large pantries of the farm and the seafood and
fish brought expressly from Galicia so that the professional and already
very veteran chef of D. Juan Claudio Güell worked them as he pleased and
received, once again, the everlasting congratulations to which he was
already accustomed, coming from the grateful bellies of nobles, ministers,
businessmen of the Regime and leaders of the Francoist Movement, who
were the usual characters with whom the Count of Ruiseñada, a mellifluous
swimmer of troubled waters in the stormy rivers of the Franco regime of
the time, knew how to always leave (or almost always, because in the end
he would trust himself and pay for it with his life) his clothes safe , inviting
them very often to his magnificent hunting estate.
The afternoon of that very special Wednesday, March 28, 1956, was,
however, long and monotonous for the two Borbón brothers who the next
day, Holy Thursday, had to embark on a trip very early in the morning to
Portugal in order to arrive at lunchtime. to Villa Giralda, according to the
official schedule of the Extremaduran hunting event that was in the
possession of Prince Juan Carlos and that had served as the basis for his
brother Alfonso to accept, not without some personal reluctance, to join the
hasty excursion to Las Cabezas at the last minute. . Acceptance that,
without a doubt, constituted a success for Juan Carlos and the high-level
military apparatus in charge of the final success of the secret operation
against the claimant Juan de Borbón, who took great care to ensure that it
was real and effective. By good means, as in the end it was, or by bad

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ways, that it would have complicated the operation somewhat but in no
way jeopardized its final result since it would have been carried out more
or less as it was done, although, obviously, Infante Alfonso did not He
would have made the last excursion of his life with the same comfort with
which he did it and, of course, without being able to enjoy much of the
landscape.
Around half past five in the afternoon, the palace of the Count of
Ruiseñada seemed to enter, God knows why, strange designs of the Creator
or, more earthly, by the less strange and more perverse ones of the
authoritarian tenant of El Pardo, in a kind of sudden drowsiness or
tranquility that, on the other hand, was not very unusual in the noble House
given the reserved and confidential atmosphere in which the frequent
meetings of its owner with the various guests who, periodically, came to it
in search of of a few days of relaxation, vacation, hunting, good food and...
in some very specific cases, the occasional erotic/sexual revelry.
The employees of the estate, with the exception of the administrator
of the same who with the weight of responsibility on his shoulders
remained in his modest office attentive to the telephone, having already
finished his usual and well-known obligations with the guests, seemed to
have blurred as if by magic. . Two of the three companions with whom the
infants had arrived at the House, had settled down, without any shyness and
just after lunch, in the large living room on the ground floor and there they
remained very interested in leafing through the page again and again.
national press and the magazines that they had "worried", with total self-
confidence and without saying this is my mouth, from the secluded library
attached to it. The third man, the third agent, rather, of the dictator's
military secret services assigned to the first phase of the countercoup to the
so-called "Operation Nightingale", had retired as always to his room on the
first floor where, according to As the faithful administrator would later
learn, he had set up a modern radio station with which he kept in permanent
contact with Madrid.

It was a few minutes after five thirty in the afternoon when the
gentleman cadet Juanito (according to the affectionate and widespread
name of his close companions from Zaragoza) entered his brother Alfonso's
room, wall to wall with his own, located in the first floor of the west wing
of the sumptuous Las Cabezas palace. See how the reader told for posterity
(for the posterity that you and I are experiencing, dear reader) the person
from the intimate environment of the owner of the House, present in it in

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those transcendental and dark moments and therefore an exceptional
witness in the historical event that we are dealing with, the actions of the
two Borbón brothers (and especially, Juan Carlos) in the hours before the
death of Infante Alfonso:

"Since the two infantrymen arrived at the estate of the Count of

Ruiseñada, on Saturday night, March 24, 1956, Juan Carlos did not stop
showing all of us present, over and over again, the small pistol that he
carried and that He wouldn't give up for anything in the world. He was
infatuated with her, it seemed like she was his talisman, and the days he
was in the House, before the death of his brother, Infante D. "Alfonso
always carried it, because that's how he showed it to us repeatedly, attached
to his body in a leather sheath attached to his belt."
"On Holy Monday and Tuesday, March 26 and 27, the two days that
there was hunting on the farm in honor of the two brothers, in the
afternoon, once they returned to the House, Juan Carlos insisted, with
evident signs of resignation by the one who was going to be his improvised
student, in teaching his younger brother how to use his pistol, consequently
both of them dedicated themselves to carrying out shooting exercises on a
target of circumstances, a kind of banner placed at the base of a nearby
cork oak. and with a small step of land behind it, on which they had painted
a target made up of various circles in black".

And now in relation to what his eyes had seen on the same afternoon
of the death of Infant D. Alfonso de Borbón "El Senequita", said this
humble and loyal man, with many years of work on the Count of
Ruiseñada's hunting estate and who has contributed with his memories to
the fact that now, almost sixty years later, we Spaniards can rebuild one of
the darkest, sinister and depraved events in the recent history of Spain:

"On Wednesday, March 28, after the long excursion on horseback

that the infantrymen took, accompanied by staff from the farm and by two
of the three companions from the security service who had arrived with
them, and once the informal buffet was over At noon, both brothers retired
to their respective rooms to rest, but around five-thirty in the afternoon,
about two hours later, the House staff notified me that Prince Juan Carlos
had entered D. Alfonso, nothing striking on the other hand since since they
had arrived at the mansion the two brothers spent many hours a day
together and with an apparent very good relationship between them.

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 "However, I was a little alarmed to learn of such a visit, somewhat
untimely due to the time, because after the two afternoon sessions of target
shooting with which Prince Juan Carlos had tried by all means to make his
little brother an expert pistol shooter (he undoubtedly was one after the
training received in the Army) showing him in passing the beauty and
precision of his by firing it piecemeal at the target mounted under the cork
oak on the property, I immediately thought that the reason for It was going
to have to do with that same and dangerous matter of the pistol owned by
Prince Juan Carlos (given, as he told us repeatedly to all of us present at the
estate, by General Franco the summer of the previous year on the occasion
of his happy entry into the Academy), given the obsession that its owner
seemed to have with that weapon, and with the risk that the infant D.
"Alfonso, who was a novice in the matter, improperly manipulated it with
obvious risk to his life."

And I continue with the impressive story of the loyal employee of the
Count of Ruiseñada, whom fate saw fit to place at the epicenter of one of
the darkest, darkest and most despicable events in the history of Francoism
and the subsequent pseudo transition to democracy, in this country:

"I approached Infant D's room. Alfonso and I was able to verify,
since they were speaking very loudly, almost shouting, that, in fact, the two
Borbón brothers were "messing" (sic) with the pistol owned by Juan Carlos
and that, due to the metallic noises that could be heard, , proceeded to
assemble and disassemble it repeatedly so that his brother would acquire
the skill in handling it that he, without a doubt, already possessed."
"I walked away from D's room. Alfonso with the intention of alerting
the two companions of the infants who remained in the living room on the
ground floor of what was happening there, but I could not do it because at
that precise moment they were both going up the stairs and one of them let
me go. with some dryness: "We are aware. Don't worry, we take care of the
safety of the infants."
"Words that, however, did not reassure me much about what could
be happening inside Infant D's room. Alfonso. And unfortunately, the facts
would soon prove me right, just a few minutes later."

Indeed, and I personally return to the story again although without

departing one bit from the impressive memories of the providential witness
who has provided me with the precious historical information included in

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this book and which invalidates from the root everything published on this
thorny topic until now, A few seconds of the eighteen hours of March 28,
1956 were to have passed in the splendid estate/palace of the Count of
Ruiseñada, which emerges splendor on a gentle hill on the outskirts of the
secluded Cáceres town of Casatejada, when a sharp detonation coming
from the room that the two Borbón brothers were occupying at that time,
and that the frightened administrator of the same would immediately
associate with the hearing the previous days coming from the pistol of the
cadet Juan Carlos, although noticeably amplified when it occurred in the
silent setting of a closed room, thundered the House, reaching hallways and
rooms and causing subsequent alarm and concern among the few people
who were inside at that time. The enormous acoustic impact would be
followed, almost instantly, by wild screams that seemed to come from
Prince Juan Carlos de Borbón who, between sobs and already outside his
brother's room, was repeatedly muttering a series of unintelligible words
among which the loyal collaborator of the Count of Ruiseñada could barely
distinguish the words "help", "gun" and "accident".

The administrator and person in charge of the palace, who had not
left the bedroom of "El Senequita" much despite the authoritative
recommendation of the infantrymen's bodyguards to refrain from
interfering in their affairs, ran like an exhalation towards the place from
which the detonation and Juan Carlos's screams came, but he could not
enter Infante Alfonso's room because, as strange as it may have seemed to
him then (and it did, of course), the two companions had already gone
before him. of the infants (the third remained missing in his secret
communication post in real time with Madrid), one of whom, standing next
to the door of D. Alfonso attended with great care to the cadet Juanito,
apparently devastated and whom he gently pushed to separate himself from
the scene of the events, and the other, inside the bedroom and kneeling next
to the defenseless body lying on the floor of the youngest of the
Bourbons. , seemed very eager to provide the fallen person with the
pertinent emergency aid that, to the count's astonished employee, seemed
more typical of a seasoned doctor than of a professional military man;
which was how the three elegant assistants/protectors of the two infants had
presented themselves when they arrived at the residence.
The faithful employee of the Count of Ruiseñada, the person most
responsible for the palace in the absence of his master, was somewhat
stunned by what his eyes were seeing and decided to take note in his mind

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of everything that was happening in the House with a view to reporting
promptly. of this to his lord, without interfering more than prudent in what
was being done at a moment as serious as that by unknown people who,
despite appearing as subordinates and security agents of the count's noble
guests, evidenced an authority and power that If he wasn't ready, they could
turn against him.
Consequently, he decided to urgently call his master, notifying him
in detail of what in those terrible moments had all the tragic appearance of
an unfortunate and terrible accident. He did so and at the end of that
important telephone conference, faced with the categorical order from his
superior that he and all the staff of the House be made available to the
companions of the infantrymen and any other civil or military authority that
could take the lead. of the actions aimed at solving such a misfortune, and
after the count's confirmation that he was urgently embarking on a trip to
Las Cabezas, he tried to return again to the scene of the tragedy, being
stopped dead again in the hallway, a few meters from the infant's room D.
Alfonso, by one of the infantrymen's two bodyguards who, asking for calm
and respect in the face of what had happened to him and the rest of the
farm employees, informed him that they had already taken all the pertinent
measures to alleviate the situation. such a fatal accident was possible: the
infant Juan Carlos was confined in his room in the care of his companion
who had given him a painkiller and the injured man, apparently very
serious, remained on the floor of his bedroom waiting for a doctor from the
Benemérita who , notified of an emergency, was about to arrive to provide
him with the necessary care and evacuate him if necessary to the nearest
hospital. On the other hand, the highest authorities of the State, with
Generalissimo Franco at the head, had already been informed of what had
happened and they would be the ones who would immediately contact the
father of the two infants.

"Everything is under control and we can only wait," the authoritarian

companion of the infants finally snapped in his face (the oldest of the three
who had arrived at the palace the Saturday before and the one who showed
more poise and a certain ascendancy). about the other two) ending the
small talk with the count's employee and pointing the way back to his
office with his penetrating gaze.

The doctor that the member of the infants' personal security was
talking about must have been very close to the palace when the fatal

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detonation occurred in the Borbón brothers' room since no more than five
or six minutes had passed when he appeared there. aboard a black car,
closely followed by two other Civil Guard vehicles from which seven or
eight guards got out and immediately took positions around the main
building of the residence. The doctor, without wasting a single second, ran
to the room of the wounded man "who remained lying on the floor,
completely motionless and from whose nose a small trickle of blood
continued to emanate and was already pooling around his head," according
to the brief words with which the infantryman's companion who seemed to
have taken command of the operation alerted the newcomer, while both
hurried up the main staircase of the House. A few seconds later, and after a
first and nervous professional examination of the injured man, his words
would resonate like a whiplash through the halls, corridors and rooms of
the Count of Ruiseñada's mansion in Cáceres:

“The infant has died. He was shot in the head and died instantly.
There's nothing to do. "Just pray for his soul."

At this point in the story, dear reader, at the expense of very soon, in
the next chapter, you and I take again the path of true history (not the
official one served by the dark political, institutional and social interests of
the Francoism and, later, its heir Juancarlismo but the one that is nourished,
many years later, by independent personal witnesses and professional
investigations in the circle of power of the time, the Army of the dictator)
of the death, in 1956, in some very strange circumstances that we are now
correcting at the root, of infant D. Alfonso de Borbón, alias "El Senequita"
at the hands of his own brother Juan Carlos, it is important that we all be
aware that the faithful administrator of the Las Cabezas palace at that time,
one of the very few eyewitnesses of what happened on the afternoon of
March 28, 1956 on the Cáceres estate of the Count of Ruiseñada and who
was kind enough to keep all his memories under seven keys so that they
could once be known by all the citizens of this blessed country, both at the
time of the events that we are Reliving in this chapter as he did later for
years and years until his own death, he always believed, because he had
neither the information nor the necessary knowledge to question it, as has
happened to millions of Spaniards, the official theory of the fortuitous
accident. as a trigger for the traumatic and surprising disappearance of the
younger brother of the current king of Spain. That it took place on an
unfortunate afternoon/night on March 28, 1956 when both he and his

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colleagues and subordinates at the Count of Ruiseñada's estate were
fulfilling their professional duties in their respective jobs.

And it would be some of their relatives, many years later, who,

having access to the valuable information transmitted over the years in the
same place where the alleged accident occurred and which had nothing to
do with the one the services had chosen secrets of the dictator Franco to
officially record the physical disappearance of Infante D. Alfonso (his
parents' house in Estoril), after learning of the investigations into that
suspicious death that appeared in the book "Juan Carlos I, the last
Bourbon" by this servant of yours and, above all, after through From the
Internet you will receive the exhaustive Report that in September 2008 I
sent to the Attorney General of Portugal so that he could open a judicial
investigation into that homicide (alleged murder, rather) that was never
investigated by the police or judicially... decide bravely , in March of this
year 2013, put at my disposal (and that of all Spaniards), in a totally
disinterested and altruistic way, the experiences and memories that his
predecessor had transmitted to them throughout his life.
Well, that's where we are, dear reader. Let us continue, in the next
chapter, with the exciting story of one of the most exciting historical events
in the recent history of Spain.

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 Chapter Four

A corpse in the trunk

“Let them immediately take him out of Spain and take him to Estoril in the
most absolute secrecy.” "No one should know anything about what
happened in Las Cabezas," Franco orders after being notified of urgency.
Don Juan de Borbón, Count of Barcelona, also immediately receives the
macabre news: “The Infante D. “Alfonso has just died in a fatal accident.”
A sinister caravan, with the corpse of “El Senequita” and the deceased Juan
Carlos in the same car, urgently sets off towards Portugal that same
afternoon/night. Civil Guard troops open and close the march and they are
accompanied by agents from the Spanish secret services.

The corpse of Infant D is still warm and on the floor of his room.
Alfonso de Borbón and a few minutes after the doctor who had responded
to the call of the infantrymen's mysterious companions had loudly issued
his alarming diagnosis about the injured man's health, certifying his death,
an officer of the Civil Guard , in uniform, accompanied by two
extraordinarily well-suited men in civilian clothes, asks to meet urgently
with the person in charge of the palace. After informing him, in a serious
and authoritative voice, that that conversation and everything that happened
and that could happen in the near future at the residence had to be kept in
total secret, he tells him that Franco (as it sounds, without any treatment,
which greatly surprises D.'s modest employee. Juan Claudio Güell) has
ordered, after receiving the news of the death of the infant D. Alfonso, that
his body be immediately taken out of Spain and taken to his parents' house
in Estoril. In the most absolute secrecy and without anyone, absolutely no
one, except the few people present at that moment in the palace and who
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absolute confidentiality, receive the slightest information about what
happened that afternoon at the Las Cabezas palace.
After these surprising words from the Civil Guard officer in
command of the Benemérita force that had just established a security
cordon around the palace and addressed to the person in charge of it, the
country residence of the Count of Ruiseñada seemed to enter a kind of
torpor. , of supreme tranquility, of existential nihilism on the part of each
and every one of the people who were within its walls and whom destiny
seemed to have united to endure together one of the darkest, most serious,
perverse, degrading and bizarre episodes. , from the recent history of Spain.
Designed, with the most absolute coldness and with the most absolute
contempt for the laws and the most fundamental rights of the human
person, by the top hitmen of a dictatorial and genocidal regime that, after
massacring half a million of Spanish citizens and to shoot, already in the
sinister peace of the cemeteries that came later, another hundred thousand
(whose only "crime" had been to fight for freedom and democracy), trying
to survive in a hostile political and social environment. getting out of the
way of any person or group that dared to get in their way.
Yes, it was just a few minutes after half past six in the afternoon on
March 28, 1956, Infante D. It had been more than half an hour since
Alfonso had died from an accurate shot to the head by his older brother, the
then cadet Juanito, who, curiously, as we learned many years later, had
achieved his perverse objective by entering through his nostrils already.
that if the small 22 caliber (or 6.35 mm, s) projectile had chosen the direct
path to the infant's brain, it would never (I repeat, never) have been able to
cross his cranial vault and cause death... when life in the Cáceres mansion
of Las Cabezas, after the blow that the, in principle, unfortunate accident
meant for everyone (or almost everyone), seemed to stop or, at least,
subsumed itself into mystery and doing in silence.
Apart from the farm employees who, with their boss at the head and
after the words of the Benemérita officer asking everyone for absolute
confidentiality about what happened there, had entered into a kind of
"defensive passivity", of "letting things go." or "this does not apply to us",
the rest of the people who were there at that time and who after the years,
the confidences received and the investigations carried out, this historian is
in a position to affirm all belonged to the secret services of the Francoist
Army, the Civil Guard and the secret police of the Ministry of the Interior,
all of them obedient to the supreme authority of the Minister of the
Presidency, Admiral Carrero Blanco, they each began to work on their own

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thing, on what was undoubtedly their personal and non-transferable script,
in the mission that had brought each one to that stage and from which they
could not (nor should) deviate in the slightest.
Thus, the overwhelmed person in charge of the estate and all the
faithful service of the Count of Ruiseñada under his orders, could
immediately verify that what had happened there that unfortunate afternoon
could, of course, be a fortuitous accident as everyone present commented
and repeated. ad nauseam and that they could not and should not hesitate to
accept as such, but the subsequent reaction of the infantrymen's
companions and the rest of the foreign personnel who at that time
"occupied" the property did not cease to seem extremely strange to them
and they did not understand. He did not at all agree with that hypothesis
since, from that hour of six thirty in the afternoon, nothing more was
known from the doctor that infant D. Alfonso had died, everything began to
happen as if it had been perfectly programmed and meticulously planned
for a long time.
In fact, the doctor who had certified out loud (in writing) nothing
would come out of his expert hands since the Regime would leave that task
to Dr. Loureiro, doctor of the Borbón family in Estoril, who would be in
charge of dressing the doll of the death of "El Senequita" writing a death
report that would place the death in that Portuguese city and that would
finally not see the light either) for all those present in the Las Cabezas
palace that ominous afternoon/night of March 28, 1956 the death of the
infant D. Alfonso immediately began, with the complicity of several
assistants who arrived with a new Civil Guard patrol, to prepare the infant's
body for its last trip to his parents' residence in Estoril, as the general
himself had ordered. Frank. Prince Juan Carlos, the shock of panic that he
had suffered a few seconds after "killing" his younger brother and that he
had staged with some heartbreaking screams that made more than one of
the humble workers of the House, rested in his room under the solicitous
care of one of the bodyguards (an officer of the military secret services of
the time stationed in Franco's Military Room) placed at his disposal by the
high command of the House. operation (1st Phase) mounted by the regime
against the incipient "Operation Nightingale".
The Civil Guard for its part (the employees of the palace, with their
manager at the head, had never seen so many civil guards either in the
House or in the surrounding area, including Franco's visits), from the
precise moment of the arrival of the officer at the head of a column of
Benemérita vehicles (a captain who would have arrived near the property in

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command of fifty agents), had established a formidable security cordon
around the residence, de facto isolating it from the outside world. , without
allowing anyone to enter or leave.
Finally, without any high authority from both the Regime and the
monarchical environment of the Count of Barcelona present at the site of
the terrible "accident" (D Juan Claudio Güel had been informed of it by the
person in charge of the estate and D. Juan de Borbón had received the
tragic news through the ambassador in Portugal and Franco's brother, D.
Nicolás, with these laconic words: “The Infante D. "Alfonso de Borbón has
died in a fatal accident" but, curiously, neither these two personalities nor
any other national figure had warned at that time of the afternoon, 18:30, of
their prompt presence at the scene of the events despite that the noble
owner of Las Cabezas had so pointed out), the supreme responsibility for
what was happening there seemed to rest at that moment on the broad
shoulders of one of the two mysterious "bodyguards" (the oldest, who
looked about thirty). and five years) who had arrived the previous Saturday
at the palace "protecting" (actually "watching") the two Borbón brothers on
their trip from Madrid.
Mysterious and authoritarian bodyguard, whose leadership no one
seemed to dispute and who this historian and military researcher, with
many years of experience in these issues of the military secret services and
their indefensible murderous operations in defense of the security of the
State (in this case of the Francoist, but also in the pseudo democratic and
continuous of King Juan Carlos who succeeded him, let's not forget about
the GAL), I would not hesitate to identify, although of course not by his
real name and surnames, which also belongs to the very secret summary, as
an experienced commander of the Spanish Army specialized in irregular
operations, urban guerrilla, subversive and psychological warfare, at the
service (also very special), of the all-powerful Second Bis Section of the
Central General Staff of the Army in Madrid.
And it is that the blunt and precise orders of none other than the
"generalissimo" Franco in person, tending to quickly and effectively mask
the complex "irregular operation" planned and executed by his secret
services against the claimant to the Spanish crown, D. Juan de Borbón, in
the person of his most beloved son, had to be carried out to the letter, in the
stipulated times and manner and, above all, without leaving any loophole
for a possible denunciation or leak. Very problematic in Spain due to the
tight control of both the participants (with the exception of the very few
professional military commanders of the Military Intelligence and the Civil

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Guard involved in the operation, no one "ordinary" belonging to these
bodies present in the palace of Las Cabezas that afternoon/night of March
28, 1956 was aware of the true extent of it) as, of course, of the faithful
employees of the farm who, without any knowledge at that time of the so-
called "Operation Nightingale", much less of Franco's countercoup in full
force that was being carried out there in the greatest of secrecy, they
absolutely believed from the beginning, and for decades, the official
version of the supposed fortuitous accident in the course of which the
infante Juan Carlos de Borbón had killed his brother D. Alfonso. And that
the change in the place of death and the rapid evacuation of the body to
Portugal, as the Count of Ruiseñada himself would later inform them, had
been solely due to high interests of the State that they were not in a position
to value... and were in a position to respect and forget.

Consequently, the activity in the beautiful Cáceres estate of D. Juan

Claudio Güell, in which the history of Spain had just written one of its
darkest pages and the Franco dictatorship one of its most horrendous state
crimes, would become more frenetic as the minutes passed. Frantic,
unstoppable and according to subtle plans that, if not kept in writing by the
various occasional guests of the palace, did give the impression that they all
knew them inside out. By the way, I just talked about the horrendous crime
of the Franco dictatorship but be careful! executed, allegedly and according
to abundant rational evidence that has existed for many years and that both
justice, politics and the unfathomable interests of the State of this country
have been systematically ignoring, for what would happen later, and very
possibly in order to that murder , Franco's heir to the title of king. And that
even today, after a despicable first-rate political make-up operation to
continue with a covert dictatorship dressed in formal democracy that has
already served more than thirty-five years (the so-called "model
transition"), it continues to occupy the leadership of the Spanish State that
gave him, passing through the triumphal arch the opinion of the majority of
the citizens of this country, serial killer size. A historical nonsense that,
thanks to God and the knowledge that Spaniards have been acquiring in
recent years of the disastrous behavior of their monarch throughout his
extensive reign, seems to be on the way to a solution. Let's hope so.

But this tremendous crime committed in the innocent person of "El

Senequita" would not be the only one committed in that disastrous black
era by the Franco regime, father and mentor from which we Spaniards now

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suffer in all its ineptitude and generalized arrogance after spending decades
with the blindfold of corruption covering our eyes. During the following
two years, captain generals with command in the square, high and medium-
ranking soldiers and very high-level politicians assigned to the monarchical
opposition would also be murdered by the regime's hitmen, in order to
eliminate the dangerous and widespread conspiracy that is already known.
the reader as "Operation Nightingale" and that since the autumn of 1955
and, above all, from the first months of 1956, threatened the deepest
foundations of the so-called National Movement established by Franco.
In the next chapters I will address it in detail, based on many years of
research in military circles of the time and on information that was well
known in the Spanish barracks of the then Francoist Army and that, of
course, never reached the general public (forgotten and despised until the
nausea for the dictator), the insidious, ignominious, cruel and treacherous
(everything that any good person can say about her, after knowing her,
evidently falls far short) "Operation in Defense of the State" of the fall of
1955 and approved by Franco in January 1956, the Francoist
political/military countercoup to the monarchical conspiratorial operation
led in Spain by D. Juan Claudio Güell and whose highest leadership was
always the claimant to the Spanish crown, exiled in Portugal, D. Juan de
Borbón. Seriously, dear reader, when you finish reading those terrible
pages of the recent history of Spain, your personal aversion, both to the
Franco regime that for almost forty years abused Spain to incredible
extremes and to what happened to it later and at this moment He is torn
between life and death as a victim of corruption, nepotism, political folly
and social arrogance, he will have risen many, but many.

I return, then, to the story (to finish this chapter now) of what, as the
unfortunate afternoon of March 28, 1956 fell, was still happening on the
beautiful hunting estate of the Count of Ruiseñada, chosen by the twisted
brains of the security of the Francoist State of the second half of the fifties
as a suitable scaffold to sacrifice, dressing it in the innocent veil of a
fortuitous and unfortunate family accident, the youngest and most
intelligent male of the Borbón family. Based on three essential reasons (of
State, naturally) that the Galician autocrat who ran this country with the
sound of a bugle, settled in El Pardo and possessed the diminished brain of
an Africanist soldier specialized in bayonet assault with high blood alcohol
levels that made the enemy of the turban dizzy, seemed plausible and worth
taking into account. Like the following:

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 A) Physically and psychologically destroy the person who wanted to
take away the chair he occupied by the "grace of God" (rather, of the devil),
conspiring with none other than some of his most charismatic generals.
B) Eliminate a possible competitor (intelligent, hard-working, lover
of his father and not at all sympathetic to his own historical figure) of the
one chosen by himself to succeed him as head of State as king, his brother
Juan Carlos, whom he surpassed widely in virtues, work spirit and qualities
in general, but who was active in his father's political field, who saw well,
according to the Spanish military secret services, the conspiracy organized
by the Count of Ruiseñada and who, according to those same services, the
Count of Barcelona was willing to transmit his dynastic rights to him, to
the detriment of Prince Juan Carlos, if he continued to forget the
subordination he owed to his progenitor and head of the House of Bourbon;
oblivion already begun in many aspects, taking advantage of its military
dependence on the Regime.
C) Totally and forever subject Prince Juan Carlos to Franco's
personal desires and the Regime's own needs if the young Bourbon,
conveniently pressured and with the exquisite carrot of clinging to the
crown of Spain in the future to the detriment of his own father and his
brother, agreed to star (of course "for the sacred interests of the country" in
which he was going to reign all his life once the generalissimo disappeared)
in the fatal and tragic "family accident" that would lead to the
disappearance of Alfonsito; with the guarantee, of course, of absolute and
eternal impunity.

It would be twenty-one hours on that forgotten day, March 28, 1956,

in the stately mansion of Las Cabezas when, once the dark and very
confidential activities that Franco himself had decreed as "Top Secret"
were over, the sinister automobile caravan was set off. that would carry the
corpse of infant D. Alfonso de Borbón, accompanied by the professional
soldier of the Spanish Army who had killed him a few hours before, his
brother Juan Carlos, from that hunting residence of the Count of Ruiseñada
to the paternal house of the Borbón family in Estoril (Portugal).
The aforementioned delegation was made up of five vehicles. First, a
Civil Guard car with the badge of the Benemérito Instituto left the property,
closely followed by another high-end black car occupied by three alleged
members of the Military Intelligence of the time, one of whom could be
identified upon leaving. as the second bodyguard of the two who had

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arrived at the farm the previous Saturday accompanying the infantrymen.
Next, with a very few seconds of interval, the vehicle in which Prince Juan
Carlos was traveling along with his first companion (in the back seat)
would take off and keep an eye out! the corpse of "El Senequita" in the
trunk! according to precise historical memories from a reliable source. Two
other cars brought up the rear, one of great power, on board of which were
three or four people who, impeccably dressed, had swarmed around the
palace for the last few hours without really knowing where they had come
from, and the other with distinctive of the Civil Guard and with personnel
from that Corps on board.

Before continuing, dear Spanish and foreign reader, I want to dispel

your, surely, stupor that has occurred due to the information that I have just
given you and with which I too have had to deal for a long time without
knowing for sure, today, if it I have duly assumed. If my informant has not
deceived me with total impudence and unspeakable purposes, which I do
not believe at all since he confirmed it to me time and again with identical
words, the still warm corpse of the Infante of Spain, D. Around twenty-
thirty o'clock, Alfonso de Borbón was placed in the trunk of the car in
which his "living brother" Juan Carlos was going to travel to the Borbón
family's paternal home, Villa Giralda, in Estoril (Portugal). That clear and
that resounding. Creepy, without a doubt, this secret historical information
that, as I say and to my surprise and disbelief, was reiterated to me over and
over again by the person who has kept it deep inside for years. It's hard to
believe, really, but let's not forget that we are talking about sinister acts
committed by a ferocious and genocidal dictatorship.
But do not saturate your capacity for surprise, dear reader, because
you still have to learn about facts as difficult to believe as the one I have
just put before your eyes. Historical, despicable and that have conditioned
the secret and despicable history of this country. But that will come later.
With your permission.

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 Chapter Five

Greek tragedy in Villa Giralda

Dawn of March 29, 1956: Dramatic moments for D. Juan de Borbón. After
hours of anguished waiting, he receives, at his home in Estoril, the corpse
of his most beloved son. “Swear to me that you didn't do it on purpose,” he
says to his eldest son who caused the tragedy. Franco, through the
Diplomatic Corps and the information services of the Army and the Civil

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 Guard, takes the reins of the operation. The Spanish embassy in Lisbon
issues an absolutely false Note about the “unfortunate event” placing it in
Villa Giralda itself and making the deceased solely responsible. The
Borbón family also joins the misleading Note. However, on April 17, the
Italian weekly Settimo Giorno puts things in their place, directly accusing
Juan Carlos of being the author of the shot that killed the “Senequita”. Who
leaked the scandalous information to the Italian newspaper? That is the key
to the whole mystery.

There is no certain and reliable record of the exact time on March 29,
1956 in which the atypical column carrying the two Borbón brothers (one
alive and the other dead), from the Cáceres palace of Las Cabezas, arrived
at the family home "Villa Giralda" located in the beautiful and touristy
Portuguese city of Estoril. The information that has reached me, from my
historical source, only definitively reflects the time of departure from
Count D's estate. Juan Claudio Güell (the twenty-one hours of the previous
day) and the foreseeable time of arrival in Estoril (before dawn) that
several of the nobleman's employees, including of course my informant,
were able to extract from the comments of some of the members of the
minute delegation. before it set off towards its destination.
By the way, these comments, although they may seem strange in
professionals belonging to the State security forces and secret services of
the Army, should not be taken as rare and exceptional since we all know
that Spanish in general, no matter how professional and well-prepared, who
is there to fulfill important and secretive missions and no matter how many
confidentiality commitments he has signed in relation to their development,
he is not genetically equipped to adhere scrupulously to these principles of
confidentiality and secrecy as are other professionals from beyond our
borders, and it costs him a lot of work, but a lot, to keep his mouth closed
(even under water) when it comes to discussing with his fellow workers
any incidents that may arise in the execution of his irregular operations.
This is atypical and dangerous gossip that, although it may be hard
for the reader to believe (which I think not, since in this blessed country we
all know each other except for the clueless and still president of the Spanish
Government, Mr. Rajoy, who did not know that Bárcenas was a very bad
boy). despite having it at his side for twenty years), it is in normal and daily
use even in the most stony and bunkerized Security and Intelligence
apparatus of the Spanish State, which, of course, is not a bad thing for us

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gossips, messengers or historians who have made information to citizens
our vital bet and for which we fight day in and day out without caring about
the risk that, in this Spain of corruption, nepotism, dictatorial bipartisanship
and factual cliques, we may run . And, of course, in the final analysis, the
beneficiary of that long language of the most rancid spies and executives of
the sewers of the State is still History, History with capital letters, which
can thus be known, even if it is with many years of experience. delay, the
disastrous actions, perversions and outright crimes of political regimes that,
if this were not the case, would go down to posterity as paragons of
goodness, freedom, democracy and respect for human rights.
Well, I was saying, before dispersing my attention to pedestrian
considerations about the spies and executives of the Security and
Intelligence Corps of the Spanish State that, according to the private
conversations of some components of the sinister delegation that left the
Las Cabezas palace on nine o'clock at night on March 28, 1956 heading to
Portugal with the body of Infante D. Alfonso de Borbón "El Senequita"
hidden in the trunk of the same car in which his brother Juan Carlos settled
for such a long trip, the arrival at Villa Giralda, a place where, alerted by
ambassador Nicolás Franco, the count was already waiting for the mortuary
expedition. of Barcelona, had to take place before dawn. With this brief
information and keeping in mind other known variables about this macabre
expedition to Salazar's Portugal, such as Franco's order to remove the
infant's body from Spain as soon as possible, the absolute secrecy in which
the operation had to be carried out, the consequent masking of the same to
achieve it, making it totally invisible to the Portuguese citizens and the
determined and priority intervention of the Spanish embassy in Portugal, it
is possible to deduce in general terms how such a bizarre trip was planned
and executed.
A trip that, according to the military technical jargon of its
organizers, translated into the realization of a "logistics march" of medium
distance (about 300 kilometers) by a small motorized column of five/six
vehicles, in peacetime. but with exceptional active and passive security
measures, total masking from civil traffic and the citizens of the two
countries through which it had to transit, precise and thorough coordination
with the secret services and police of the neighboring country and with the
necessary technical stops in Spanish and Portuguese territory to adapt the
route sheet to the precise start and end times of said "logistical movement".
Returning to the "román paladino" and leaving us with logistical
organizational subtleties, the entourage of the two Bourbon brothers (the

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living one and the dead one) that we are reliving in these lines and that, as
the reader and the vast majority of citizens know perfectly well, Spaniards,
whether they read books or not, has remained in the most impenetrable of
historical and journalistic limbos for more than half a century, he left, as we
have already mentioned, the Cáceres palace of Las Cabezas around nine at
night on March 28, 1956. heading to the beautiful Portuguese city of Estoril
arriving at its destination (Villa Giralda), with its precious cargo, a few
minutes before seven in the morning. With this expected arrival time that
could not be altered for anything in the world, having to respect very strict
security and masking measures, and with a "movement credit" (sorry, I
return to military logistics jargon) of almost ten hours for a Having traveled
less than three hundred kilometers, the column marched more or less like
this:

9:00 p.m. on March 28, 1956: Departure from the starting point
(Palacio de Las Cabezas, Casatejada. Caceres).
24:00 hours on March 28, 1956: Arrival at a control and parking
point (possibly an Army or Civil Guard barracks in the province of
Badajoz), close to the Portuguese border.
04:00 hours on March 29, 1956: Departure from the Badajoz parking
lot towards the Portuguese border.
04.30 hours on March 29, 1956: Rendez-vous in the Portuguese city
of Elvas (next to the border) with the secret services and the highway
police of the neighboring country for the organization and control of the
column through Portuguese territory .
06:00 hours on March 29, 1956: Control stop at a reserved place on
the Portuguese route, chosen at the initiative of the traffic police of that
country and no more than half an hour's walk from the end point of the
route. In this place, the person in charge of the delegation gives news of the
march and receives the last instructions for the "happy end" of their
important mission.
06:50 hours on March 29, 1956: Arrival at the Final Point. End of the
march. In the most absolute silence, with the utmost secrecy and with the
Borbón family home completely isolated from the outside world, the body
of Infante D is handed over. Alfonso de Borbón to his father, who receives
him alone accompanied by the Spanish ambassador to Portugal, Nicolás
Franco, a couple of Portuguese Government officials who accompany the
previous one and, of course, an undetermined number of legation personnel

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Spanish diplomat assigned to the foreign information services (secret
service).

Well, dear reader, in the preceding lines I have wanted to reconstruct

the impressive last trip to his family home of the sadly famous Infante D.
Alfonso de Borbón, carried out under the greatest of mysteries on the long
night from Wednesday to Holy Thursday of 1956, although, logically,
regarding this episode (which was not fundamental nor especially
susceptible to anyone related to it, in those dramatic moments, to pay
greater attention to it given the circumstances in which it was carried out
and the strict confidentiality orders issued at all levels) the information
available to my source was rather scarce. And I have done it, using my
professional knowledge, so that all the citizens of this country can get a
slight idea (as much as their imagination allows), after almost sixty years of
mystery and total secrecy, of the depraved and sinister self-defense
operation of the Franco regime, totally unknown to the general Spanish
public, carried out during the years 1956 to 1958 and in whose first phase
(we will delve into the other two later) we find ourselves: the
"neutralization" (destruction) of the claimant to the Spanish crown, D. Juan
de Borbón, murdering his most beloved son through the fratricidal hand of
his older brother, Prince Juan Carlos, today still king of Spain.

Of course, there is precise historical information since it was the

Count of Barcelona himself who "leaked" it to various people in his
monarchical environment in Estoril, thus facilitating its collection by
several of the few researchers who during the last fifty years we have
Daring to sink his teeth into a matter as ugly and protected as this, is the
surprising and in a way very illuminating visceral reaction of the father of
"El Senequita" at the precise moment of receiving his son's remains at the
door of Villa Giralda, the mansion in which the Borbón family resided (far,
but at the same time very close to Spain) by courtesy and charity of the still
thriving Spanish monarchical class.
After ruminating for hours and hours on a tragedy that he could
never foresee even in his worst nightmares, after suffering in the most
absolute silence the most merciless attack on himself and his family that he
could never imagine and that at that moment still he was not in a position to
evaluate, after wallowing for endless minutes of the night in the mud of the
most frightening pain and uncertainty, after asking himself again and again
if fate, with that bad trick, was demanding of him the quickest and clearest

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refusal to continue fighting... he still had the courage to confront him,
clearly the undisputed cause of the death of his small and intelligent son,
and to spit in his face, with his eyes reddened by a doubt that The famous
phrase that came from the depths of his being and that has gone down in
history hurt the heart:

"Swear to me you didn't do it on purpose."

That, in fact, was pronounced and recorded with these same precise
words by history and that in these moments I allow myself to relive for all
of you, no matter who it may be.

But be careful! would not be thrown in the face of his eldest son,
Juan Carlos, by his troubled father, neither at the time, nor in the setting,
nor in the family environment, nor in the procedural/historical moment that
they "fabricated", for internal consumption and international, the dirty
planners of one of the most horrendous and despicable state crimes (and
there have been many) executed by the power in power in this country but,
as I have just stated exclusively and unpublished for the reader after having
received and analyzed invaluable information from personal witnesses of
the sinister event that we are reliving, it would see the light many hours
earlier although on the same tragic day that they had chosen to formalize
the angelic and fortuitous accident carried out by the cadet Juanito and that
would take place. the grave, abandoning forever the fight for a crown that
he also coveted, to the intelligent, hard-working, alert and promising
"Senequita".

And the famous phrase "in extremis" of the Count of Barcelona, D.

Juan de Borbón, in a borderline family situation like that, plainly doubting
that the death of his most beloved son was really a random accident, and
demanding that the author of the fatal shot, his other son Juan Carlos, right
there in front of witnesses , that he "swore that he had not done it on
purpose", revealed, I repeat, in a moment of emotional shock that
invalidated any other spurious purpose, which he, his father, considered as
a hypothesis not only possible but even probable, that the Juan Carlos's
action would have been a flagrant premeditated fratricide.
Something frankly harsh and even reprehensible in principle in a
father but just as the events had really happened (I repeat, the real ones, the
ones that really happened on the Las Cabezas farm and not the imaginary

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ones later turned into the novel that they would write for us for the history,
his history, the dictator Franco's amanuenses), with the knowledge that D.
had at that time. Juan about the military and political adventures of his
eldest son (totally subordinated to the interests of the Franco Regime),
being aware of the misgivings that had existed for some time between the
two brothers, and having witnessed the ease in handling all kinds of
portable weapons that Juan Carlos constantly displayed... was totally
consistent and adjusted to a reality from which he, as a father, surely
wanted to escape at all costs, receiving from his son the certificate that
everything had happened due to a cruel pirouette of destiny.
But, in addition, the very fact that this very important phrase by D.
Juan de Borbón doubting the honorability and innocence of his son was
actually spoken and heard, presumably, by several people involved in the
gloomy arrival of the corpse of "El Senequita" to Villa Giralda in the early
hours of Thursday, March 29, 1956 (more Later the Count of Barcelona
himself would make it known to others in his closest political
environment), assesses, ratifies, certifies... the set of events that occurred
on the Cáceres estate of the Count of Ruiseñada a few days before and,
specifically , the day before, March 28, which this modest historian has
been telling you in previous chapters and which have remained in the most
absolute mystery from the moment they occurred. De facto dismantling the
rigged script that, to give credibility to the theory of the supposed family
accident, the planners of what was clearly going to be a full-fledged state
crime created for the occasion, and then publicized it.
Because the aforementioned little phrase from D. Juan understands
himself, has logic and acquires all his substance and value when he throws
it to his son at seven in the morning on March 29, 1956, at the moment of
receiving from him the body of his brother who died due to an
incomprehensible action of his. with his own pistol many kilometers from
his father's house and in the course of a hunting spree that he did not know
about nor had he expressly authorized, although it seems that the Count of
Ruiseñada had given him the background of his children's excursion to Las
Cabezas when both were already there, pointing out that it was due to a
last-minute invitation from Franco himself to Prince Juan Carlos for his
behavior at the General Military Academy, which he extended to his
brother Alfonso and that he himself, as owner of the farm, he had no choice
but to take over.
However, this dialectical blow to his son from the head of the House
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question his performance as a father, if in reality the "family accident" by
the cadet Juanito would have taken place in Villa Giralda itself, in the
tranquility of the afternoon of Holy Thursday, with the entire family
gathered around the two brothers and, above all, taking into account that
both he and his wife would have had to share the enormous responsibility
of such a tragic event as they were the ones who had provided Juan Carlos
with the gun. Weapon that, if we pay attention to the childish script written
by Franco's not-so-childish hitmen, had been confiscated from the boys
(not so boys since Juan Carlos was 18 years old and an Army professional)
by D. Juan the day before, placed safely in a secretary in the living room of
the house and returned to Cadet Juanito on Thursday, March 29, at his
request.
Specifically, this incisive request from the Count of Barcelona
addressed to his son Juan Carlos (which actually existed and took place at
seven in the morning on March 29, 1956 and not at twenty thirty hours of
that day as the official script states) drawn up for the occasion by the
Franco regime and which everyone had to assume for years and years,
historians included) at the door of Villa Giralda, greatly reinforces the
plausibility of the Las Cabezas scenario as the place where the death of
infant D. Alfonso (a fact admitted without a doubt by the undersigned
historian after receiving and analyzing the precious information received)
to the detriment of the official thesis propagated by the dictatorial
governments of Spain and Portugal, which always resided this mournful
fact in Villa Giralda, the mansion relative of the claimant to the crown of
Spain. Because, I repeat, it would have been nonsense on the part of D.
Juan de Borbón to question the honorability and honesty of his eldest son
by forcing him to deny in his presence the authorship of, nothing less, a
premeditated fratricide in the person of his younger brother when, if so,
both he and his wife would have been necessary collaborators in the
commission of such a flagrant crime by providing him with the pistol with
which the homicide was actually committed.
But, in addition, the official script that has had no choice but to
collect the history of Spain all these years because there was no other and
because the dictatorial structure of the Franco Regime itself decreed
absolute secrecy about what happened and never any historian or journalist
was unable to investigate anything under penalty of risking his risk in the
effort (a scenario of total censorship that has continued to this day and that
the professional who underwrites who, apart from the commercial and
political siege erected against his books, has suffered first-hand 2008 as his

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request to the Prosecutor General's Office of the State of Portugal to open a
judicial investigation into this homicide and alleged murder was shelved at
the last minute due to pressure from the Spanish Royal House itself) is of
such naivety and childishness, as it already seems to me that I have pointed
out at some other time that this new version of the accident/murder of "El
Senequita" residing as a historic event in the Cáceres palace of Las Cabezas
immediately acquires all the force of reason and truth. At least for this
historian (and I hope also for the reader) who has been suffering in his
throat for years the bitter trance of having to daily swallow the enormous
millstone to which we were condemned by perverse hitmen, murderers and
genocidaires of all kinds. a people, who to defend their Regime of Terror
did not hesitate to plan and commit (or invite others to commit it, in this
case an ambitious prince who did not hesitate to betray his own father) one
of the most despicable and nauseating crimes of State that has seen the light
in this country.

And after all these personal considerations about the famous phrase
pronounced in Villa Giralda (Estoril. Portugal) around seven in the
morning on Holy Thursday, March 29, 1956 by D Juan de Borbón and
addressed to his eldest son at the time of receiving at the door of his house
the body of his youngest son Alfonsito, killed by a gunshot in the head
from his brother Juan Carlos's gun, I return to the story of the events in
which we were pages ago.

Specifically, at the time of the arrival at the Borbón family residence

in Estoril of the sinister mortuary procession in which they had traveled
from Casatejada (Cáceres), surrounded by bodyguards, civil guards and
secret security agents of the Franco State, the two Borbón brothers from
our history: one alive, very alive, with a face of circumstances and slightly
affected by the tragedy: the cadet Juanito; and the other, dead, a corpse,
died a few hours earlier from a well-aimed gunshot that had destroyed his
brain in the course of what, in those first moments, would be labeled a
fortuitous accident. Fatal shot that this historian, many years later, in this
era of cybernetics and the Internet that we enjoy and without wanting to
trivialize such a misfortune at all, could describe it as a "smart shot", since
he alone sought the difficult trajectory (line of fire, technically speaking)
that guaranteed the instant death of the infant by overcoming the important
obstacle of his cranial vault (impossible for a very small caliber of 22 or
6.35 mm) by penetrating through his nostrils. Something that undoubtedly

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(and we will delve into the subject at the appropriate editorial time) will
never be able to explain the mere accidentality self-interestedly propagated.

Well, once received by the destroyed D. Juan de Borbón, in the

silence of the early morning of March 29, 1956, the corpse of his son,
Infante D. Alfonso, both he and the rest of the family had no other choice
than, making a virtue of necessity, to face the extremely difficult situation
created with the unexpected death of the infant, taking advantage of the
express and confidential guidelines that the Spanish Embassy in Lisbon , in
which the secret services of the Spanish State had set up a first-class
operational center, had sent them to them. The ambassador himself, Nicolás
Franco, spoke directly with the depressed claimant to the crown of Spain,
pointing out the form and manner in which the family should face the first
hours after the tragic event, in order for everything to happen in accordance
with the interests of the Bourbons and Spain.
The first of those directives of the Franco Regime so that the Borbón
family did not interfere in its convoluted anti-monarchist and anti-Juanista
operation aimed at dismantling the so-called "Operation Nightingale" and
whose first phase had just been launched a few hours before on the Cáceres
recreational property owned of its owner, D. Juan Claudio Güell, with the
death of the infant D. Alfonso, without a doubt, contemplated, given the
subsequent events, the urgent transfer to Villa Giralda, due to the obvious
interests of the Franco regime of staying out of the crime committed (the
classic and well-known tactic of throwing the stone and hiding the hand to
which they are so given). are the authoritarian regimes in general and not to
mention their secret services), of the scenario in which such a sad and
anomalous event had developed. This directive had already been fulfilled in
part by the Francoist hitmen themselves, planning and executing the
sinister mortuary caravan that had just arrived in Estoril, but it was a
priority, so that everything fit in the place and at the time, that the Borbón
family cooperated closely with the planners of the monstrous little theater
assuming the script drawn up and executing it without distortions and out
of tone. Very logical and even understandable given the circumstances.
The second and also very important objective to achieve in the first
(and crucial) hours after the accident/murder (and here the secret planners
of the Regime did the rest) was to ensure in any way the absence of any
responsibility for it on the part of the of cadet Juanito. In this regard, as a
responsible historian committed to the truth, after carefully analyzing and
investigating it for years and, above all, after the latest and precise

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information received, I must say that I have no doubt that This extreme had
been agreed in advance between the planners and the author of the fatal
shot. And, also, that without that pact the death of "El Senequita" would
never have occurred.
These two premises that I have just pointed out: 1st) Alfonsito's
tragic death occurred in Villa Giralda and 2nd) this was due to a fatal
accident in which his older brother had not even directly intervened... were
absolutely priorities for Franco's planners. (now comfortably settled in their
base of operations at the Spanish Embassy in Lisbon and with the
enthusiastic cooperation of the secret services of the dictator Salazar) and
to make them credible and digestible by all they would dedicate themselves
throughout the day, March 29, 1956, Thursday holy. Over Villa Giralda,
absolutely armored and isolated from the outside by the Portuguese police
(at a distance) and by the secret services of Spain and Portugal at the same
time (at short distance), it would extend throughout the morning and almost
the entire afternoon of that day. , until just before twenty hours, a thick
blanket of silence that should not be broken (and was not broken) until the
next operational step planned by its unknown scriptwriters was
implemented. Which, as we will see later, would generate for the few
historians, journalists and researchers who have studied and analyzed the
case, a swamp of information (which the Borbón family and Prince Juan
Carlos himself would then try to fill in a posteriori to explain the
contradictory information. that were published) from which some of us
have struggled to escape for years with better or worse fortune.
A cloak of silence that, in effect, would be broken after twenty hours
on March 29 at the official residence of the Borbón family in Estoril with
the arrival of the family's family doctor, Dr. Loureiro, who in theory (only
in theory and for internal consumption since no one over the years has ever
seen said document) would issue a certificate regarding the death of infant
D. Alfonso. And if it existed, it was of no use since, in principle, it should
have included the hypothesis of an accident due to negligence and resulting
in death, it did not motivate any action either by the Portuguese police or
by any judge, Portuguese or Spanish military. , given that the alleged
murderer was at the time a professional in the Spanish Armed Forces. As is
de rigueur in any civilized country, dictatorships included.
Of course, the arrival of the doctor Loureiro to Villa Giralda and,
above all, his departure after twenty thirty hours, would be the starting
signal to turn into reality an unexpected, unfortunate and tremendous
"family accident" that "had just occurred" in the family home of his "royal

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highness" D. Juan de Borbón, claimant to the crown of Spain, and who had
instantly ended the life of his youngest son, the Infante D. Alfonso.

But the false mortuary scene installed in Villa Giralda, calm and
restful for almost the entire day of March 29, would acquire life and
notoriety, although limited and controlled by the Franco Regime and its
executives from the Embassy in Lisbon, the following day, Friday. March
30, 1956. Of that Legation, and to give a letter of nature to the two
unavoidable premises of action that I have just indicated formulated by the
secret planners of the farce (Alfonsito's death took place in his room in the
family house and his brother Juan Carlos had no nothing to do with it), a
diplomatic note would come out first thing in the morning (absolutely
false) that read like this:

"While His Highness the Infante D. Alfonso was cleaning a revolver

yesterday afternoon with his brother, a shot was fired that hit him in the
forehead and killed him in a few minutes. "The accident occurred at 8:30
p.m., after the infant returned from the Holy Thursday religious service,
during which he received Holy Communion."

Note that, evidently agreed upon with the deceased's father, would be
published alongside an identical one from the suitor's Secretariat in which
instead of appearing "yesterday afternoon" reference was made to "that
night." Both notes, in addition to being false of all falsehood and with
pedestrian technical references to the fact of the "accident" itself ("a shot
was fired that hit him in the forehead and killed him in a few minutes"),
must have been assumed by D. Juan de Borbón because, as the popular
Spanish proverb says "in addition to being cuckold, beaten", he had no
other option when Franco imposed them on him through his delegates in
Portugal based in the Spanish Embassy in Lisbon and led by his brother
Nicolás. Either he took them or he left them and the Count of Barcelona
clearly had to take them, undoubtedly putting the handkerchief full of tears
that he had been dragging since the previous afternoon on his nose, because
at least in them the responsibility of his eldest son was ignored. in the
supposed accident, placing the responsibility for his death on the deceased
himself and thus saving in part, only in part, the honor of the family.
Although he, the claimant to the crown of Spain and incipient conspirator
against the "almighty generalissimo of the victorious armies of

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international communism", came out absolutely touched and destroyed
physically and psychologically.

Well, after the official notes about such a strange family accident and
with the corpse of Infante D. Alfonso in his room, prepared to endure as
long as necessary and waiting for a soon funeral that would lead him to his
rest, if not eternal, yes, as long as possible (the body of "El Senequita"
would not be buried in Spain any less. that until 1992 and at the wish of the
Count of Barcelona before dying exposed to his son, already king of Spain,
due to categorical and permanent denials from him, his alleged murderer)
life in Villa Giralda would once again enter into a kind of impasse familiar
and informative until the morning of Saturday the 31st, Saturday of glory,
in which his funeral and burial in the Cascais cemetery would be
formalized. The event was attended by a large representation of the Spanish
Juanist monarchism, of the Portuguese dictatorial authorities of the time
headed by the President of the Republic, and a very scarce, if not non-
existent, representation of the Franco Regime because even "the parsley of
all the sauces" of Franco in this matter, the ambassador in Lisbon and
brother of the dictator, Nicolás Franco, excused himself from attending,
alleging the classic and timely "diplomatic illness" (he was recovering at
home from a traffic accident). After this act, to which the cadet Juanito
would attend with a face of supine boredom, dressed in his uniform as a
gentleman cadet of the Spanish Army, without shedding a single tear for
his dead brother, and without the slightest hint that he wanted to declare
anything about what happened to the police authority. or judicial, would be
urgently repatriated to the General Military Academy of Zaragoza on a
military plane sent by Franco and accompanied by his preceptor, General
Martínez Campos, Duke of la Torre.

But here (history plays tricks) that a few days later, specifically on
April 17, when public opinion in Spain, Portugal and the rest of the world
had already admitted the thesis of the "unfortunate fortuitous accident" in
Estoril that had cost him the life of an infant from Spain, and they had even
almost forgotten him, the Italian weekly "Settimo Giorno" launched its
great information bomb from its correspondent in Lisbon, Ezio Saini. In
summary, the Italian journalist said more or less this:

"Prince Juan Carlos de Borbón was actually the author of the shot
that ended the life of his younger brother, D. Alfonso. "Both brothers were

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alone in a room and when Juan Carlos manipulated the pistol that Franco
had given him, the weapon had fired, killing Alfonso."

This surprising and scandalous information from the Italian weekly

newspaper, which would cause a very limited seismic movement in the
subjugated public opinions of Spain and Portugal, subject to strict media
and political censorship, although much more noticeable in the rest of
Europe and the world, would not, However, denied neither by the Count of
Barcelona, nor by the Borbón family as a whole, nor by the interested party
himself (who even allowed himself to confirm it some time later to his
Portuguese party friend, Bernardo Arnoso) nor, of course, by the Spanish
Government, which according to my investigations and analysis, which I
will explain later, was involved in that leak up to its neck. But it would
produce a tremendous emotional shock among the different components of
the Borbón clan present in those dramatic moments in Villa Giralda that
would cause them, under pressure from the international media, to enter
into a dynamic of personal statements, many of them contradictory and all
of them very little. conceived, which would put the Bourbons in a very
embarrassing situation and would destroy the two inalienable premises that
the Franco Regime had set out to achieve with the Note from its Embassy
in Lisbon on Friday, March 30: the location of the "accident" in Estoril and
the absence of any responsibility on the part of cadet Juanito. Premises or
objectives, it is true, to be achieved, except for greater good or only in a
first part of the operation designed by their hitmen/planners... well, soon we
are going to see how the dictators of the entire country change jackets with
their own "friends". laya and his acolytes of the gun and extortion, when it
comes to defending the most precious interests of the country, of his
country, of his farm, rather.

Thus, excluding the suitor's brother, D. Jaime de Borbón, who would

demand of his brother D. Juan filed a complaint against the Italian
newspaper for the information published about his nephew Juan Carlos
and, later, after receiving no response, the opening of a judicial
investigation into the alleged accident because "if what was stated by the
weekly Settimo Giorno was true, it would never could be king who did not
know how to assume his responsibilities", the rest of the members of the
Borbón family, without knowledge of the facts, without having in most
cases (the reader will allow me because here the word comes like a ring to
the finger) no fucking idea of what they were up to and, even less, of the

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infernal circle in which they were stuck up to their necks by the hitmen of
an all-powerful Franco who silently hated them to death and was beginning
to be afraid of them. could tear down their fascist armchair, they would
begin to give interviews and statements with the in principle plausible goal
of defending the family as a whole and, in particular, the component Juan
Carlos in the dramatic trance he was experiencing, but shielding themselves
for this in all kinds of ways. of hypotheses (more or less strange) about
what happened in Villa Giralda in relation to the death of Alfonsito:

"What if Juan Carlos had not realized that the gun was loaded and
accidentally pulled the trigger"; "what if the gun fired without warning and
the bullet after bouncing off the wall would have hit the infant in the
head" ; "that Alfonsito would have left the room in which both brothers
were "playing" to bring food and upon returning he would have hit his
brother's arm with the door and the gun he was carrying would have gone
off with the misfortune that the projectile will lodge in the infant's skull"...

All simplistic, childish, crazy theories, which this historian, due to

his military profession as a technician in ballistics and firearms, has already
allowed himself to refute point by point in the book "Juan Carlos I, the last
Borbón" published in February 2008 and in the reports subsequently sent to
both the Congress of Deputies of Spain and the Attorney General of
Portugal. Reports that I will try to partially recover for the reader, to the
extent that this new story allows me, in the next chapter.

Well, to try to finish the present, in which I have already been

immersed for many pages and almost, almost, writing "by conditioned
reflexes" and without knowing very well where I should put the "the end"
since the important thing here is not my verbiage ( more less digestible)
printed black on white but knowing how to convey to the reader what it is
really convenient for them to know in relation to this historical gibberish
that we are analyzing from among all the information collected by my
humble person over the years (and especially during this 2013 which has
turned the subject upside down), I am going to try to explain what, in a
somewhat cryptic way, I dropped with flying feathers a few lines ago.
And to do this, I am going to allow myself to present the reader with
an innocent and simple guessing game, not at all difficult to solve no matter
how little attention (which I do not think is the case, far from it) that you
have put into reading the preceding chapters. of the present work, but

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extremely important for the perfect resolution of the "Gordian" historical
plot in which we are currently involved and that once resolved (I must
admit, however, that to achieve it I myself had to put my combative
cerebellum on red alert) will provide you with a clear and spectacular light
capable of undoing as if by magic, without the need for Alexandrian
swords, your convoluted framework.

Let's see. If the Franco Regime of 1956, in light of the new

information received by this historian from a very reliable source, through
its Embassy in Lisbon (rather from the State security services that operate
there) issues in the morning of Friday, March 30, the well-known
diplomatic note (false to the core) that claims for the death of Infant D.
Alfonso the exculpatory category of "fortuitous accident" as well as the
lack of intervention in it by Prince Juan Carlos, and, on the other hand, at
the time of Alfonsito's death both brothers were absolutely alone in the
room, whether this is real and true of the Las Cabezas palace in Cáceres or
the fake Villa Giralda in Estoril, it doesn't matter because everyone,
including family members and the protagonist himself, have admitted this
scenario of absolute loneliness:

Who or who could leak (and leaked) to the Italian weekly

Settimo Giorno the precise and true information that the gun that
caused the tragedy had been fired personally by Prince Juan Carlos,
assuming that he was not going to be so foolish as do it in person and to
his own detriment, assuming an alleged crime of reckless homicide or
even murder?

Who or who had the aforementioned, precise and truthful

information to be able to send it to the journalist Ezio Saini if, I repeat,
the two brothers were alone in the room and once "the fatal accident"
occurred, one of them was dead and the other, Given the bill he was
giving him, he was never going to blame himself for the
homicide/murder?

And why, having that precise and truthful information, did

people who were obviously not present at the tragic event leak it to an
international newspaper that, logically, was going to give all the
informational significance in the world to such a precious treasure
received?

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 What questions, dear reader, what questions! It took me months and
months of work to answer them! And in a joint way, there is only one
answer for all of them that, yes, suddenly clears up the most convoluted
mystery of Francoism and the so-called transition to democracy in Spain,
the political and social labyrinth woven from power for almost sixty years.
about the strange (and criminal) death of the "Senequita".

And do you already have the answer, dear reader? Yeah? No? Don't
worry, I'll give it to you myself. The only thing missing would be if he
didn't do it and left him with honey (or gall) on his lips, after having been
truly interested in knowing first-hand the background, the truth, what was
hidden for decades, of the perverse, ignominious and historic murder. of
the infant D. Alfonso de Borbón, alias "El Senequita". Committed, as you
already know, on the afternoon of March 28, 1956 in a solitary room in the
Las Cabezas mansion, property of D. Juan Claudio Güell, Count of
Ruiseñada. Which, by the way, two years later he would also be murdered
by Franco's secret services.

Well of course man, of course! Who was going to be the leaker of

a secret like that? Who could be it? Well, whoever knew him (leaving
aside the two protagonists, the living and the dead) and was interested
in making it known, the master of everything, the organizer of the
perverse racket in defense of his present and future political and
personal interests, no matter who fell and whether the world sank or
not: FRANCO! through his secret service present in Estoril (the
information to the Italian journalist was substantiated in Lisbon),
through the hitmen who had planned the entire Countercoup
operation to "Operation Nightingale" (1st phase. Neutralization of D.
Juan) ordering the murder of his well-loved son, Alfonso de Borbón,
through the pristine (until then) figure of his older brother, Juan
Carlos de Borbón, today still king of Spain. By the way, king of Spain,
by whose work? Well also, man, from FRANCO himself!

And for what reasons or reasons could Franco, who, indisputably and
in line with what we now know, had agreed with Juan Carlos to carry out
this crime in exchange for his future election as king of Spain, be interested
in leaking the information to an international media outlet? authorship of
the shot that ended the life of "El Senequita" thus involving his protégé in,

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at least, a reckless homicide that in any civilized country would have had to
be paid for with years in prison?
Well, I could expand on the story, dear reader, giving you at once the
multiple and varied reasons (all indefensible) that over the last few months
have been making their way into my overwhelmed cerebellum (which apart
from thinking, which is its priority obligation) and for that I feed him with
state-of-the-art proteins, he has had to fight for hours and hours in stifling
heat), but in order not to make him suffer as much as I have suffered this
hot summer of 2013, breaking the summer heatwave with the stroke of a
computer keyboard, I am going to tell you only the two most important and
valuable from the point of view, of course, of the non-altruistic dictator
who selfishly analyzed them before giving his authorization to the leak
that, in turn, would give rise to the famous information of the journalist
Ezio Saini , published by the Italian weekly Settimo Giorno on April 17,
1956, just twenty days after the death of D. Alfonso:

1st.- With the information leaked and immediately published by

Settimo Giorno, a twist was given to the brutal personal, family and
political setback foisted on "the Bourbon cartel" in Estoril and Spain, with
the brutal disappearance of Infante D. Alfonso, in response to the
conspiracy against Franco called "Operation Nightingale" by the dictator's
secret services. With the honor of the eldest son in question and the entire
family having to bear, even if only in the media, with the enormous
responsibility of a fratricide (even if for the moment it was only due to
recklessness) the damage, especially to the parents, increased many
integers. As would be immediately demonstrated by the deep depression
that both Bourbon spouses would suffer, which would lead the Count of
Barcelona to wander for years, absolutely deranged, all over the world
aboard his pleasure boats (El Saltillo and Giralda) with their holds full. of
gin; and his wife, María de las Mercedes, to take refuge in a German
psychiatric clinic from which it would take him three years to leave.
2nd.- With this interested leak to the Italian weekly, Prince Juan
Carlos de Borbón was even more subjected to the supreme interests of the
dictator Franco, turning him de facto into a political slave incapable of
freeing himself from the spurious tentacles of the so-called National
Movement. Franco, evidently, through his military emissaries (because it is
extremely clear that the acceptance of the fratricide by the cadet Juanito
was forged at the Military Academy of Zaragoza), promised his military
protégé and subordinate his total political and personal support, absolute

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and permanent confidentiality after the brutal act to be committed, and, of
course, the crown of Spain, be careful, when he died! to the detriment of
his father's rights and any other option, undoubtedly permitted by the
Succession Law in force at that time. But with the information published by
Settimo Giorno, which could not be denied either by the Borbón family or
by the person accused of the strange homicide because it was true, Prince
Juan Carlos became de facto a cursed prince subject to the whims of the
dictator, since the slightest indication from the Spanish Government (or
even from its ally, the Portuguese) could lead to judicial proceedings for
the death of his brother, even if it were only for reckless homicide, which
would take him directly to prison. Forgetting, of course, about the throne of
Spain.

On the other hand, and to conclude this chapter, this leak and
subsequent exclusive from the Trasalpine newspaper that we are analyzing,
are not trivial for the historian who wants to reach the truth about the
convoluted historical event that gives the title to this book. which are of
utmost importance (and that is why I give them the length they deserve in
this work) because both together (and per se) come to palpably demonstrate
essential and definitive aspects of that tragic event that give absolute
credibility to the present story and, of course, to the transcendental new
facts that are revealed and explained in detail after many years of silence
and secrecy. Let's see below what are these aspects that are proven by the
mere fact that the leak to the Italian weekly existed without anyone ever
being able to refute the data contained in the subsequent information,
including the Borbón family and the murderer himself, who would have no
choice. than to accept it by trying to make light of it later with childish and
ridiculous explanations:

First.- The homicide was not accidental but premeditated

If the infant's death had been a direct consequence of a fortuitous

accident, as stated in the Note from the Spanish Embassy in Lisbon later
ratified by the suitor's Secretariat, Franco's secret services would never
have known the details of it and, specifically, the fact that Juan Carlos was
holding the gun when it went off. If something is fortuitous and accidental,
it is clear that it is because it has not been previously foreseen because, if
someone had done it, it could (and should) have been avoided. In this case,
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could know the details of the supposed accident and, specifically, the fact
that it was the older brother and not Alfonsito who was holding the gun, is
That is, the one who fired the murderous shot. Unless, of course, Juan
Carlos himself had communicated it to the leaker (whoever it was)
accusing himself of fratricide, even if it was reckless, something insane and
totally disposable. So, the information published by Settimo Giorno
demonstrates that everything that happened in the deceased infant's room
was known to third parties, even though those third parties had never been
there at the time of the shooting. Total: Fortuitous accident, nothing at all.
The death of "El Senequita" was scheduled, without any doubt acceptable,
we already know by whom, and all the subsequent actions of the Spanish
Government (already explicit and to come in the present work) unfailingly
point in that direction.

Second.- The death of "El Senequita" occurred in the palace of

Las Cabezas de Casatejada (Cáceres) and not in Villa Giralda (Estoril.
Potugal).

If Franco's secret services knew what happened inside the dead

infant's room (a room in which it is commonly accepted that there was no
one else apart from the two Borbón brothers) it is because they themselves
had intervened in the homicide, unless the Prince Juan Carlos himself
would have planned everything alone and then would have communicated
it directly to Franco and his people. Something totally crazy and out of
place. And if the security services of the Franco Regime had organized the
sad event, there is no doubt that it suited them perfectly to carry it out (as
the information provided to the historian who subscribes from a reliable
source points out in detail) Cáceres estate of D. Juan Claudio Güell, Count
of Ruiseñada. For security, control, accessibility, masking, secrecy,
suitability... and a long etcetera. It cannot be accepted, not even as a mere
theoretical hypothesis, that these secret services could choose the Bourbon
family home in Estoril to carry out their complex and devilish plans. Where
they would not have had any operational facilities, many problems, faced
countless risks and a very uncertain result.

Third.- The murder was committed by Prince Juan Carlos on

Franco's orders.

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 If the death of infant D. Alfonso was not accidental and, as we have
just seen, the details of it were known to Franco's secret services, one
cannot think, not even for a single second, that Juan Carlos acted alone. In
that hypothetical and not at all probable case, for his own personal interests
and that of his own family, he would have been very careful not to tell
anyone so that everything, in fact, could pass as a fortuitous and
unfortunate event. And Franco and his people would never have found out
anything.
The thing, then, appears extremely clear to the researcher who writes
this work: If Franco knew it and organized everything, in principle saving
the honor and criminal responsibility of the prince and later, for the
spurious interests that I have already pointed out previously , accusing him
before the international press of being the author of the homicide to, among
other reasons, have him caught where it could hurt the most, it was not
because no one had told him. Who? but simply because he (through his
high-level hitmen) had planned, organized, prepared, coordinated and
ordered the brutal murder committed on the person of the intelligent and
fragile "Senequita." Obviously, for the interests of the Franco State in its
fight against the belligerent and conspiratorial monarchism of the time that
the Count of Barcelona gathered around it. And using for such an
iniquitous mission an infallible weapon, extremely destructive and difficult
to neutralize: the pistol of his older brother, the cadet Juanito.

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 Chapter Six

Reckless homicide or premeditated fratricide?

A cloak of silence will cover the terrible secret of the Borbón family
for decades. And that of Franco who, suspiciously, will order that the
bizarre and tragic event be forgotten politically, socially and historically,
known in its true dimension by a very small number of people around him
and by the Count of Ruiseñada. Neither the Portuguese nor the Spanish
justice system (civil or military) will investigate anything. However, after
more than fifty years, in 2008, the Bourbon/Franco mystery about the
strange death of "El Senequita" will return to the present thanks to an
extensive and unauthorized biography of the figure of Juan Carlos I. The
Attorney General of Portugal, the country where the events were said to
have occurred, receives from the author of that work a lengthy Report
requesting the opening of a judicial investigation into them. The Portuguese
Prosecutor's Office acknowledges receipt and agrees to investigate. The
Spanish Royal House prevents it.

I noted in the previous chapter that things in Villa Giralda would

begin to change drastically after the publication in the Italian weekly
Settimo Giorno, on April 17, 1956, of a detailed account of how the events
had occurred on the tragic day of death. of the infant D. Alfonso de
Borbón, which differed substantially from the official version released on
the previous March 30 by both the Spanish Government and the Secretariat
of the claimant D. Juan, and in which his brother Juan Carlos was held
fully responsible for the fatal shot that had ended his life.
Indeed. Caught red-handed (no member of the Borbón family,
including the father, actually knew exactly how the tragic event had
occurred when the scandalous information in the Italian newspaper was
published, since the two infants were alone in the room where Alfonsito
died and it is obvious that Franco's secret services, who did know much of
what had happened there, did not provide them with the slightest
knowledge about it), the Bourbons, incapable of denying what was

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published because it was absolutely true and, consequently, having to admit
the authorship by Prince Juan Carlos of, at least, one fratricide due to
recklessness, they all dedicated themselves together from then on to try to
remove iron from the anomalous and negligent behavior of the eldest son
of the Count of Barcelona by admitting that, indeed, there had been caused
the death of his younger brother, the beloved and intelligent "Senequita",
but in the course there would be more to go! of a fortuitous and unfortunate
accident.
Having, furthermore, due to the "factual imperative" of Franco and
his henchmen, to dress up the doll that the supposed family accident, with
all the paraphernalia and script necessary to make it credible to the
submissive Spanish public opinion, had taken place in his quiet residence.
Portuguese town of Estoril (Villa Giralda), on Holy Thursday afternoon,
"after the deceased infant had attended the religious services where he had
received communion" (an infant from Spain could only die in the grace of
God) and with all his closest relatives suffering such misfortune.
Thus, D. himself. Juan, who despite his undoubted pain and the
personal tragedy that he was experiencing, would immediately show signs
of an imagination, if not feverish but quite fertile, would begin to give
some of his coreligionists and friends and certain media outlets, precise
information about the sad death of his son that had not really occurred or
that he did not know and could never have known. Like the absolutely false
fact, which this historian is now in a position to reliably deny, that he found
his eldest son with the "smoking gun" when he entered the room after
hearing the shot; or that then, out of his mind, he had rebuked him with the
famous phrase that asked his son to swear an oath of innocence in the style
of the Burgos Campeador and that he has made a historic fortune even if he
pronounced it at another time and in another place; or the statement, also
totally false, that, fed up with the murderous pistol, he had thrown it into
the sea.
But it would not only be the head of the Bourbon family, D. Juan,
who, as a result of the information from the Italian weekly, began to
“spread” very personal data or speculations about what could actually have
happened on the tragic day of the incident in the ghostly room at Villa
Giralda where, according to some (the majority ) in the afternoon, around
twenty o'clock, and according to others, in the morning, around eleven
o'clock, Infante D. Alfonso received an accurate and fatal bullet wound to
the brain from the small pistol that, according to the published leak, his
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 Infanta Pilar, sister of Juan Carlos, would not have the slightest
qualms about later conveying to the Greek writer Helena Matheopoulos the
pedestrian theory that, it seems, she had developed based on her subtle
knowledge of Ballistics, that "a blow in "The arm of Juan Carlos by his
younger brother when he returned from the kitchen carrying some food
with which they both thought to satisfy their youthful craving for protein
would have led to the accidental shooting of the cadet." This hypothesis,
already refuted and rejected with all its strength in all his writings, books
and Reports, by the undersigned professional.
And the mother of both infants, Doña María de las Mercedes, would
also join in her Memoirs, after commenting on it again and again with all
kinds of interlocutors (relatives, friends, co-religionists and even
journalists), to the family totum revolutum in defense of the murderer Juan
Carlos (it is worth highlighting here, although in a moment I will do so in
more detail, that Franco and his followers, after their interested leak to
Settimo Giorno, would remain silent as the dead, clinging forever to the
official exculpatory theory about the prince given in the Embassy Note and
that would never be changed) insisting on spreading to the four winds the
angelic family story, which has been for years and years in national and
foreign books and newspaper archives, according to which the professional
military man Juanito de Borbón, with a shooting record substantiated with
a very good grade for months at the General Military Academy of Zaragoza
after freely using all types of portable weapons of the Spanish Army both
in training and combat exercises, he had missed a shot with his 6.35 or 22
caliber pistol while playing with his little brother to see who of the two had
the better aim. Small projectile, inopportune and sadistic if ever there was
one, without a doubt super intelligent and worthy of study by the Ballistics
offices of the best infantries in the world, since it alone, on the fly, with the
meager projection charge that launched it into the air and the ridiculous
hard core of his childish structure that would have made it impossible for
him to penetrate Alfonsito's cranial vault if he had followed a direct line of
fire at his head, he had been able to find the ideal trajectory to penetrate
through his nostrils and destroy his brain.
And, the reader will allow me and I really do not want to trivialize
these things in the least, it is not easy at all, but I assure you, it is not easy
at all, to kill a person using a small pistol like the one described above and ,
on top of that, destroying his brain. There is only one line of fire that can
use the insignificant projectile of that caliber to achieve this: the one that
penetrates the victim's nostrils. And it is laughable to think that in an

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accidental shooting, no matter how “smart bullet” the one chosen to
attempt it is, she alone is capable of seeking that fatal path to also fulfill a
criminal mission for which no one had programmed her. Well, the reader
notice, according to his family and himself, the bullet accidentally fired by
cadet Juanito was capable! And not only about that, but about deceiving all
of us Spaniards (and foreigners) for more than half a century. These
Bourbons have a lucky chance for everything they step into! Well, less to
kill elephants with stunning blondes as “strategic advisors”. There they
really do their thing and, consequently, they must ask for forgiveness in
public. Although for a short time, of course...
Another prominent relative, none other than the royal head of the
House of Bourbon, D. Jaime, disabled brother of D. Juan, who once had to
renounce his inheritance rights for this reason, would also very soon join,
as I have already anticipated in a previous chapter, the open debate at the
international level about the supposed family accident at Villa Giralda, but
under a point of view totally opposite to the previous ones, especially
critical of the actions of his brother who, at the outset, he openly
reproached for his inaction in the face of the scandalous information in the
Italian weekly and, later, for not receiving an adequate response from both
the father and the son affected by such a tragedy, requesting, through his
secretary Ramón de Alderete, that "through the appropriate national or
international jurisdictions, the indispensable judicial investigation be
carried out to officially clarify the circumstances of the death of my
nephew Alfonso."
d. Jaime ended his letter with a harsh accusation towards his brother
Juan and, above all, his nephew Juan Carlos:

"I demand that this judicial inquiry be carried out because it is my

duty as Head of the House of Bourbon and because I cannot accept that
someone who has not known how to assume his responsibilities aspires to
the throne of Spain."

It goes without saying that, except in the international media and

monarchical sphere where both the noble personal position of D. Jaime like
the very harsh letter to his secretary to try to open a judicial process that
would clarify everything, in Spain, where the Franco Regime had already
decreed at that time the absolute secrecy of such an enigmatic and bizarre
summary, they were barely known except in the small circle of pro

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monarchists who vegetated (and conspired) in the shadow of the Estoril
exile.

But not only the Borbón family, after the scandal in the Italian press,
would take to the media arena en masse to lend a hand to the murderer
Juanito. No, no, what's up! He himself would take the reins of this
impossible mission, making a bold statement about the matter. After a few
months, that same summer of '56 in which he would return to Estoril on
vacation without showing any sign of despondency or concern for the
tragic disappearance of his younger brother (to such an extent that his party
friend, the Italian aristocrat Olghina de Robilant, thus he would let it fall in
his Memoirs with disproportionate surprise), he would have no moral or
ethical qualms in telling his friend, Bernardo Arnoso, that yes, that indeed
that unfortunate day he took up his pistol, pointed it at Alfonsito's head and
pulled the trigger ... but jokingly, without realizing that the gun had a bullet
lodged in the chamber. It had all been a fortuitous and unfortunate accident.
What, evidently, he did not tell his friend, or anyone else known up
to this point, is how something like this could happen to him, a gentleman
cadet at the General Military Academy of Zaragoza who, despite the
prerogatives and canonries that he enjoyed in that rigid military center due
to his surname and the personal protection of the dictator Franco, he had
carried out countless training and combat shooting exercises with all kinds
of weapons, something that he greatly liked and in what he was quite an
expert.

Well, everything in this life has its time and in Franco's Spain in '56
that time was invariably marked (and I don't want to be rude) by the slum
and barracks crotch of the "generalissimo" Franco, owner and lord of life
and estates in this country due to , in large part, to the abandonment,
abandonment and lack of courage of an impoverished and still traumatized
Spanish society by a cruel civil war and a subsequent and savage repression
of the victors (of Nazi and fascist ideology, primarily) on the defeated
(democrats). Spaniards abandoned by Western democracies) who had
destroyed fields and cities, killed more than half a million people and sent
another half million into exile. And the little Galician autocrat, truly
worried at that time both by the monarchical conspiracy underway in Spain
and Portugal to which high-ranking Army officers had joined and by the
increasingly strong Falangist pressure led by Arrese for the Regime to
abandon once and for all his monarchical bet, after the brutal setback

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foisted on the suitor D. Juan in the person of his youngest son, and once
"the political and almost personal slavery" of the eldest, the cadet Juanito,
was assured, after the interested leak to the Italian newspaper in which he
was clearly and categorically made the sole protagonist of his death, He
would decide to shelve such an unpleasant matter by “hibernating” it
forever or, at least, until he was interested.
Consequently, together with his ideologically similar, the Portuguese
dictator Salazar, he would decree the most absolute secrecy (I suppose the
reader knows or imagines under what penalties these things are decreed in
the iron military dictatorships), pure and simple censorship, "it existed but
it didn't", the "I didn't comment", the "it's not talked about in this country
because it doesn't come out to me..." etc, etc, for the already officially
accepted "unfortunate family accident of the Bourbons" , leaving, however,
more would be missing! the gloomy matter as he and his Regime were
interested: with the official guilt (the original Note of the Spanish Embassy
in Lisbon would never be invalidated) falling on the cold corpse of "The
Senequita" (if the reader, the poor one, will allow me, “in addition to being
a beaten cuckold”) and with the unofficial and media (international)
information on the broad and irresponsible shoulders of his brother, Juan
Carlos.
Something very worrying without a doubt but that the latter, sure as
he was of the total support of the dictator and the immunity that this
provided him as long as he acceded to all his wishes, should not have cared
too much given the type of dissipated and vulgar life (it is already known).
You know, the traditional and unoriginal "wine and women") that he
undertook from the moment he returned to the Academy of Zaragoza a few
days after the murder and that would reach its climax (a climax extended in
time and space , and that has lasted years and years, almost, almost, until
today... until the frustrated hunt in Botswana in April 2012 in which he
broke his hip "in three parts" while chasing elephants at dawn accompanied
by his " strategic advisor", Mrs. or Miss. Corinna) in the summer of that
same year 1956 when she returned to Estoril again to continue living the
high life, but this time with her soul and, above all, body friend, Olghina de
Robilant.
And Franco, diplomatic notes and journalistic information aside,
always knew first-hand and like no one else the circumstances of the death
of Infante D. Alfonso and the way in which his brother Juan Carlos had
sent him, not to hell because according to the official declaration and the
family's statements he had died in the grace of God, but to a place

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sufficiently far from the throne of Spain. There are official documents,
preserved in the Francisco Franco National Foundation, that definitively
prove that the dictator was aware of the details of the entire operation and
of Prince Juan Carlos's direct responsibility for it and this is what he would
have expressed to some politicians of its environment:

“It is not advisable to talk about this matter because it could damage
the image of Prince Juan Carlos. "People don't like unlucky princes."

And of course Franco was interested in preserving the public image

(at least in Spain) of someone who, once submitted to his authority forever
after the hard mission that had been entrusted to him and fulfilled for the
sake of the survival of the Regime, He was called to inherit the Hispanic
estate that he had owned since 1939, but not as a "generalissimo" but as a
king. Since for months now, since the December 1954 meeting in Las
Cabezas and since its secret services discovered in the summer of 1955 the
monarchical conspiracy against him in particular and his Regime in
general, it had been permitted, with a reserved nature, in principle, to delete
from the list of possible successors the one who had little by little become
his mortal enemy: D. Juan de Borbón.

Well, obeying the dictator's ironclad slogans and in order to suit the
convenience of broad monarchical sectors of Spanish society, the secret
about the strange death of "El Senequita" would become endemic in the
history of this country for decades, decades, and even It would cross
without breaking or staining the subtle border of centuries (from the 20th to
the 21st), avoiding and assuming important and decisive episodes of
Spanish life, such as the official designation of Prince Juan Carlos as the
autocrat's heir to the title of king on July 23, 1969. or his ascension to the
throne, upon Franco's death, on November 22, 1975. Very important events
in the recent history of Spain and in which Franco's heir would have no
moral qualms in swearing before the Gospels his fidelity to the Fascist
Regime born in July 1936 at the pace of a bloody military rebellion, and in
committing himself before God and before all Spaniards in "complying and
enforcing the sacred principles of the National Movement."

And so, with the former murderer Juanito (murderer as he himself

acknowledged and alleged, very presumed, premeditated fratricidal)
already on the throne of Spain, with the Constitution that his political and

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military amanuenses pulled out of their sleeves to make it inviolable and
irresponsible before the laws and the Spanish people since otherwise, with
the glass ceiling of his family and political responsibilities over his head,
his reign would have been shorter than that of Pepin "the idem", and with
the so-called "pact of the editors "(a secret conspiracy of the Spanish media
to preserve against all odds the image of the monarch and his strange
family) in full force for decades and decades (until the affair of the elephant
and the advisor Corinna)... the secret, The mystery, the enigma of
Alfonsito's death, would continue sleeping the "sleep of the unjust" until
the end of the first decade of the two thousand, specifically until the years
2007 and 2008, in which this writer and military historian, who had been
studying and researching the dissipated life of our peerless monarch for
several years with a view to publishing an extensive (and not at all self-
censored) work on his life and reign, he came up with the strange idea of
sending to the Spanish Cortes (within an exhaustive dossier on them) an
extensive technical report in relation to such a strange and enigmatic
historical episode. Requesting creation, what humor we historians
sometimes have! of an interparliamentary Commission of Inquiry that
could analyze it and purge, although decades of delay, the criminal and
political responsibilities that might arise.
Report that, yes, would be picked up by the international press and
various international information agencies (the North American Discovery
Channel, among them, in a rigorous documentary still available to all
Spaniards on YouTube) and that, given the expected administrative silence
of the highest representative body of the sovereign Spanish people (what a
laugh, representation of the sovereign people, if here the only one that truly
represents the Spanish people is the partisan and oligarchic mafia that
alternately governs this country with its powerful weapons of the closed
lists and blocked, the million-dollar subsidies from the State and the also
million-dollar royalties from speculative banking), I chose to include, as
one more chapter, in my book "Juan Carlos I, the last Bourbon", which
would see the light (and covert censorship). in February 2008. Investigative
work that later, in September of that same year, he would send to the
Attorney General of Portugal to open a judicial investigation into the matter
in that country. Because rational indications abound that we are facing an
alleged crime that, until now, has been resolved without any responsibility
for anyone. As I have already reported in another sequence of this work,
the highest authority responsible for compliance with the Law in the
neighboring country would immediately acknowledge receipt of the Report

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and promise to analyze it; although, also immediately and as it could not be
otherwise, the so-called Spanish Royal House would immediately come to
the rescue and ensure that the petition was filed.

Well, in that lengthy technical report on the death of "El Senequita",

which has not lost any of its value despite the new and surprising
information that is provided in an unpublished manner in this book, it was
very clear that it had no nothing accidental, not even due to negligence or
carelessness of the then cadet Juanito (today Juan Carlos I, king of Spain),
but rather, in accordance with the clear and resounding rational indications
that he presented, it could have been a consequence of manifest
intentionality since The murderer was neither a child (he was 18 years old),
nor a layman in the use of firearms since at that time he was already a
professional in the Spanish FAS, nor the hypotheses in which the family
took refuge for years, and himself, to justify a possible non-punishable
negligence, resisted the most basic objective technical judgment.

As I consider it very necessary to refresh the memory of the people

who read this exclusive Technical Report (as far as I know, the only one
that has been prepared in all these years in the entire world), as well as to
give the opportunity for the that they could not do it in their day, I am
going to allow myself to rescue in the pages that follow this chapter the
kernel of it, those most important and illuminating passages of a document
that, for now and I hope that this will be the case in the future, has not been
been disqualified by anyone. Even though, as I say, it has already gone
around the world.

This military researcher wrote just over five years ago:

- Having so far very succinctly related the events that occurred in

Estoril that tremendous afternoon/night in March 1956, we are now going
to analyze them, study them in depth and draw the appropriate conclusions.
Not an easy task, but one that I am going to allow myself to face primarily
from the point of view of a professional soldier with many years of service
and, therefore, with extensive knowledge of portable weapons. It should
not be forgotten that the family tragedy that we are discussing, with all its
political, historical and social consequences, had as its triggering cause a
weapon, a gun, and to date very few historians, and certainly no military
expert in weapons, have daring to sink his teeth into such a dark topic;

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protected, like everything that smells of monarchy and Bourbon in Spain,
by a secret pact of silence of the media (or rather of its directors) that will
eventually have to be eradicated from the Spanish information horizon. If
only out of respect for the citizens of this country, who have every right in
the world to receive objective and courageous information about significant
historical events that have affected their lives.
And to get to the bottom of the matter without leaving anything out,
we are going to start with the hypotheses that have been considered about
what happened all these years by members of the Borbón family itself, by
friends and confidants of the two protagonists of the tragedy, and by
journalists who had privileged access to certain information related to it.
These hypotheses, which try to explain the inexplicable, are basically three:

A).- Juan Carlos jokingly pointed it at Alfonsito and, without

realizing that the gun was loaded, he pulled the trigger.
B).- Juan Carlos pulled the trigger without knowing that the gun was
loaded and the bullet, after bouncing off a wall, hit Alfonsito's face.
C).- Alfonsito had left the room to look for something to eat for Juan
Carlos and himself. Returning with his hands full, he pushed the door with
his shoulder. The door hit the arm of his brother Juan Carlos who
involuntarily pulled the trigger just as Alfonso's head appeared through the
door.

None of these three hypotheses could be taken seriously by any

analyst or expert worth their salt. They are just that, far-fetched, childish
and inconsistent hypotheses for anyone who knows anything about
weapons, self-interested family explanations to try to cover the truth with a
cloak of doubt, the authentic reality of facts that, if they had been
investigated and clarified as supposedly, would be must be done in a
modern and European State, would have certainly been substantiated with
serious criminal responsibilities for the then prince and heir of Franco, in
pectore, Juan Carlos de Borbón.
But the inconsistency or not of each of these hypotheses (family
justifications, rather) will be personally appreciated by the reader as soon
as he "makes his own" the reasons, essentially technical, but also historical
or simple common sense, which below I will expose. Let's go with it.
Cadet Borbón had to his credit at the time of the strange "accident"
(March 29, 1956) no less than six months of intensive military training
(September 1955-March 1956) and another six months of pre-military

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training (January-June 1955). Throughout the first two quarters of his stay
at the General Military Academy of Zaragoza, he received, like each and
every one of the 1st year cadets, methodical shooting instruction with all
types of portable weapons (pistol, musket, grenade). hand, automatic
submachine gun, machine gun...) in order to be in a position to provide
honor guard service at the Academy, a traditional activity of great prestige
and solemnity within the teaching obligations at the first military teaching
center in Spain.
Juan Carlos de Borbón therefore knew, in Holy Week of 1956, the
use and handling of any portable weapon of the Spanish Army and
therefore, with greater safety, that of a simple and small semi-automatic
pistol such as the 6.35 mm Star. (or 22 caliber in his case) in whose
possession he had been, according to all indications, since the summer of
1955. How could that small pistol be fired at him, also pointing it at his
brother Alfonso's head, if he also had to previously load it (insert the
magazine with the cartridges into the handle of the weapon), then assemble
it (push the cart backwards and then forward so that a cartridge enters the
chamber from the magazine), then deactivate the firing safety with which it
was equipped, and finally press the trigger or trigger hard (overcoming the
two successive resistances it presents, clearly differentiated). so that it
would go into fire?
It is practically impossible, statistically speaking, for a moderately
trained soldier to accidentally miss a shot from his weapon if he follows the
protocol learned in the corresponding instruction. For example, in the case
of a semi-automatic pistol (I repeat in an orderly manner the concepts that I
have just explained for the reader's better understanding) it is as follows:

1st.- Insert the cartridges into the magazine

2nd.- Place the charger in its handle housing
3º.- Assemble the weapon by moving the carriage back and forth so
that the first cartridge enters the chamber
4º.- Deactivate the insurance or insurances (normally two or three)
that you have
5º.- Aim the weapon precisely and hold it tightly if you want to hit
the target since the recoil of the barrel (and therefore of the gun) makes the
success of the shot very difficult.
6º.- Press firmly the trigger of the gun (vulgo, trigger) overcoming
the two successive resistances it presents to finally ensure that the shot is
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 Isn't it so easy and fast to shoot a gun? Well, of course not and that is
why it is almost impossible for anyone who knows weapons and how to
handle them (as was the case with Juanito) to make a mistake and have a
gun fired accidentally. A pistol is fired when the user wants it and as long
as he has carried out the aforementioned firing protocol. And once fired, it
is very difficult (practically impossible) for the projectile, especially small
caliber ones, to lodge in a person's head, causing death or irreparable
damage if the weapon has not previously been aimed precisely at that
target. human since the number of possible lines of fire is infinite.
So much so that in my forty years of military profession I have not
known a single case, not a single one, of a recruit, much less a veteran
commander, accidentally having his weapon discharged and killing or
seriously injuring a buddy. Not a single case, ever, and I have had more
than twenty assignments in the Spanish Army and most of them in very
operational or elite Units. Only, being assigned as chief of staff in the
Zaragoza Infantry Brigade, I witnessed a small domestic accident when a
bullet lodged on the floor of the living room of my home, located above the
guard room, coming from the CETME rifle of a soldier who, when passing
the corresponding magazine of weapons, had a cartridge in the chamber
and when he pressed the trigger, by express order of his boss, he rushed out
in search of my modest person (or someone else in my family) at an angle
of 90 degree throw. But this chance shot (which, because it occurred a few
days after the famous 23-F, immediately provoked in my wife a
heartbreaking scream of panic comparable, without a doubt, to the one
launched by the deputies in Congress when Tejero shot at the roof) of the
hemicycle) of accident had nothing, but of vicious common practice of the
second chiefs of the prevention guards of the barracks throughout Spain
who, as an unhealthy and anti-regulatory rule, after asking their soldiers to
remove the magazine from their weapon They then ordered the trigger to
be pulled to quickly ensure that none of them went to the bedroom with a
cartridge in the chamber of their assault rifle.
What I have known, of course, and many times up close, have been
quite a few cases of suicides, homicides, murders and irreversible injuries
caused by recruits, soldiers, and even commanders, in the person of a
colleague or superior (normally with a close relationship with them) who
were initially presented by their immediate bosses as "unfortunate
accidents" in the course of cleaning the weapon or playing with their
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immediately turned into criminal actions premeditated and prepared in
advance by the cause of the misfortune. That always, always, to preserve
the honor and good name of the Military Institution and alleviate as much
as possible the pain of the victims' relatives, they would continue to be
considered, despite the investigation carried out, as unfortunate "work
accidents" without responsibility some for their causes.
This practice has been so common in the Spanish Army (which, by
the way, continues with certain nuances today) that, as a rule, after an event
as regrettable as the one we are dealing with, resulting in death, the
commanders intermediates involved in it (colonel, lieutenant colonel...),
faced with the foreseeable reaction of the general on duty, always chose
from the outset to sign up for the theory of the accident, presenting it to the
media and society as an unfortunate event, fortuitous and totally
unpredictable given the use by soldiers of weapons that are increasingly
dangerous, sophisticated and difficult to handle.
But, obviously, this is not the case at all. Firearms will be loaded by
the devil, according to the well-known popular saying, but they are very
safe to handle if the person who uses them has basic knowledge of them
and strictly complies with the protocols and orders for their use. Pistols, for
example, have two, three, and even four safeties, to prevent them from
being fired at random and it is practically impossible, in general terms, for
this to happen because to get to the shot, I repeat, you have to religiously
comply with all a series of previous actions without which the opening of
fire will never occur. Specifically, in the case of the small pistol in the
possession of the then cadet Juanito (later King of Spain), in March 1956,
someone had to load it, assemble it, deactivate the safeties it had (unless it
had been manipulated), aim it at the head of Infante Alfonso and, finally,
press the trigger with enough force and determination to overcome the
antagonist spring with which it is equipped and which presents two
resistances or successive steps so that, at the end of the second, the striker
hits. on the primer of the cartridge and with it the shot.
It is practically impossible, I insist again, that unintentionally,
without the person using a weapon being willing to fire it, it catches fire. At
least I have not known any case (those that came to me did not withstand
the most cursory of investigations) of a real accident. And much less in
charge of a soldier with basic shooting training, of a command with higher
training or, as was the case of Prince Juan Carlos, of a gentleman cadet
from the AGM of Zaragoza with six months of intensive training. I do not
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happened in Estoril and that the devil actually played tricks on the
wayward Juanito of our story in the form of an unfortunate or strange
accident while he was entertaining himself ("playing" according to the
familiar slang). ) with his brother firing the little pistol of yore. Please, an
18-year-old Spanish Army cadet playing real-life shooting in his little
brother's room! But in this case there is abundant rational evidence, very
clear to a military expert, that points to the opposite, that the weapon was
fired knowing what could happen. And that inevitably happened...
The two people who participated in this distinguished "children's
game" of Villa Giralda (as Dª María de las Mercedes, countess of
Barcelona and mother of the "players" calls it in her memoirs), in March
1956, were no longer children and, of course, that never had anything to do
with play. Juan Carlos already had (I will not tire of repeating it because it
still does not fit into my head as a military historian that the person who has
occupied the head of the Spanish State for more than thirty years, it is true
that without any special merit on his part if We ignore his birth and the
political interests of the Franco regime, he committed such stupidity in his
youth and on top of that without wanting to face the consequent
responsibility) 18 years old and he was a gentleman cadet of the Spanish
Army, with six months of academic instruction (which includes all kinds of
live fire exercises with weapons of war much more sophisticated than a
simple 6.35 mm pistol) and six other pre-military training exercises in the
Montellano palace where, at least in theory, his teachers gave him shooting
classes. military. The infant Alfonso was not a child either, he was 14 years
old and had a privileged intelligence. Until then, he had shown great
emotional stability and extreme prudence, which is why he was the favorite
of his father, the Count of Barcelona, who, according to some of his
biographers, planned to name him his dynastic heir in the future if his
eldest son, Juan Carlos gave way too much to the trappings of Francoism
and abandoned his paternal guardianship in search of a shortcut to the
throne of Spain. Would the latter have something to do with the strange
circumstances of his death? History will tell the last word in due course.
Sure.

But the pistol, on the afternoon that Alfonso died, was certainly not
loaded by the devil but by Juan Carlos himself, since the weapon was his
property and his brother did not have to know how to use it. Likewise, the
gun, with all certainty, would also be assembled by Juanito who would
logically act as master of ceremonies in these "games", as the owner and as

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the professional soldier that he was. The theory that a bullet could have
previously been lodged in the chamber and anomalously precipitated the
fatal shot cannot be supported by any expert because a safety (a metal tooth
located on the upper part of the slide of practically all pistols
manufactured) manufactured in the world) clearly alerts if the chamber is
occupied and, furthermore, for that reason alone the accidental shot could
not be triggered. On the other hand, Juan Carlos had had the pistol in his
possession since the summer of 1955, when he received it as a gift for his
admission to the Military Academy from the Count of the Andes, according
to all indications (now it is known with certainty which was, in fact, a gift
from Franco). When he joined that military center, on September 15 of that
same year, he continued with it because some of the cadets of that time
remember that he "bragged" about his possession to his fellow members of
the "Bourbon clan." And not only the little pistol in question but also a
beautiful 22 caliber carbine that he also owned and that aroused the envy of
students and teachers. Lastly, it is not worth forgetting that the prince, as I
have reiterated time and time again throughout this work, had carried out
live fire exercises with all types of portable weapons during his first six
months at the Military Academy, including 9-pounder pistols. mms long, so
without any fear of exaggerating, after two terms of "special military" like
the one carried out by the Spanish cadets of the AGM in the 1950s, he was
quite an expert in weapons when he joined his father's house. at the end of
March 1956.
He had even performed live-fire exercises with his own pistol.
Predictably at the Academy's own shooting range during his free time,
since he was a shooting enthusiast and never missed an instructional or
combat fire exercise with any type of weapon, just as he never missed
classes. horse riding (horses were another of his favorite hobbies) and
practical driving of military vehicles, an activity that also obsessed him
while he was in Zaragoza.
As I pointed out a moment ago, some historians have speculated
about the type of weapon that really killed Infante Alfonso, referring to the
fact that it could have been a 22 caliber revolver and even a pistol of that
same caliber. This possibility, even though it is not decisive in the process
of historical clarification in which we are immersed since it changes very
little the circumstances and responsibilities of that tragic event, does not
have much probability of being true. Firstly, because Juan Carlos' own
mother in her Memoirs, as I have also pointed out, speaks of "a small 6 mm
pistol that the boys had brought from Madrid" (the 6 mm caliber did not

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exist then as such, being the smaller than the 6.35 mm diameter was on the
market). Secondly, because revolvers, and even more so those of 22
caliber, were not so easily found in Spain at the time. The light weapons
that were used (and sold, even on the black market) were mostly of the
Star, Astra and Llama brands, of calibers 6.35, 7.65, 9 mm short and long,
with the calibers normally being smaller. (6.35 and 7.65) those used by
soldiers and members of the security forces for their personal defense (as
weapons of their own) and the superior ones (9 mm short and, above all,
long) the regulatory ones in barracks and Operational units. And thirdly,
because no cadet who coincided with Juan Carlos in his Academy years in
Zaragoza has ever spoken of seeing a revolver in his hands and yes, and
many, of the little pistol that the Bourbon kept like a treasure and that he
exhibited in front of his friends at all hours. For all these reasons, it is much
more plausible and logical that it was a small 6.35 mm pistol, owned by
Prince Juan Carlos, that ended up, very accurately indeed, since it is not at
all easy to kill a person with a single shot of that very small caliber, with
the life of the infante Alfonso de Borbón.
And let us continue with the considerations about the three
hypotheses that I have previously brought up as the most representative of
the smoke screen raised in their day by family, friends and camera
journalists of the Borbón family, to try to cover, with the garb of an
unfortunate accident, the violent death at gunpoint of one of its youngest,
most intelligent and promising members. The second of the aforementioned
hypotheses (propagated even by Juan Carlos himself who, apparently,
suggested it to his Portuguese friend Bernardo Arnoso) says that the cadet
Juanito, who would logically have in his right hand the loaded pistol
mounted on the At the time of the fatal shot, "he pressed the trigger
believing it was unloaded and the bullet ricocheted off a wall and
unfortunately lodged in his brother Alfonso's head, causing his instant
death."
This justification, whether or not it comes from the protagonist of the
tragedy himself, is simply ridiculous. No one who knows anything about
firearms and shooting theory can believe it. A small projectile, coming
from a 6.35 mm cartridge (and the same would happen if it were a 22
caliber) that has been fired with the corresponding pistol, does not have
enough kinetic force to impact the wall of a room and then continue on a
new trajectory towards God knows where. Even if the angle of incidence
with the wall were extremely small, of very few degrees, and consequently
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departure from the wall so small that it would not allow it to separate much
from it, at most a few centimeters, so it could never look for a new target
that was not on the wall itself or very close to it; and, of course, with a very
low penetration force, close to zero. This is assuming that the angle of
incidence is almost flat, which is very difficult to happen when firing the
weapon from the center of a room. If the projectile, as is most normal, had
reached the wall with an angle of incidence close to ninety degrees, it
would have entered the wall but would never have come out. It would not
have had enough residual strength to break through the wall of the room
and penetrate the adjoining room. And much less to go back to look for the
head of the unfortunate Infante Alfonso. That clear and that simple. In
other words, there is nothing at all about the possible ricochet of the bullet
that Juan Carlos de Borbón presumably fired. Nobody can believe it.
And neither can anyone, moderately intellectually constituted,
believe what is contemplated by the third hypothesis, that of the
inopportune departure of the "Senequita" from his room in search of food
for the two players and which causes him to inopportunely show his head
through the door upon his return. the door and his brother blows it up,
unintentionally of course, with a well-aimed shot after receiving a blow to
the arm. This script is more typical of a bad crime or spy novel than the one
experienced by the protagonists of that unfortunate event. Although in this
case, if everything had happened as stated in this hypothesis (suggested by
Pilar, Juan Carlos's sister, to the Greek writer Helena Matheopoulos),
reality would have once again surpassed fiction since not even Ian Fleming
himself would have been able to propose that his famous character James
Bond, wielding a ridiculous little 6.35 mm pistol, accidentally sent to the
other world with a single shot in the head the clueless enemy who, trying to
surprise him in his room, hit him on the arm with such bad luck that caused
such an anomalous accident. Too much even for the clever Agent 007! But
it seems not, if we pay attention to Dª Pilar de Borbón, for the "sniper
Juanito."

In view of everything I have just explained, I suppose that the reader

will have already made his or her opinion regarding the three working
hypotheses that we are analyzing. And he will not have hesitated to give
each of them a clear failure. But if this is the case, it is also logical that the
following consideration be made: Okay, these three assumptions about the
circumstances in which the strange death of Alfonso de Borbón took place
are not acceptable, but then what new hypothesis would be the most

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plausible, the one most likely to be true, the one that after serious and
dispassionate analysis could be considered most acceptable? Well, my
friend, let's start with the one that Count Barcelona himself posed
heartbreakingly after the tragedy when he blurted out to his son Juan
Carlos: "Swear to me that you didn't do it on purpose." In other words,
speaking in plain English, the hypothesis that cadet Juanito shot his brother
in the head "on purpose."
Some readers may begin to tear themselves apart at this point, but I
would ask for a little patience. If a father, faced with an event as serious as
the one we are considering, in a hasty analysis of the situation in which his
subconscious obviously takes the lead, believes it is possible that his eldest
son "on purpose" killed his brother by shooting him shot in the head, there
is no doubt that there is already a compelling reason for certain people,
outside the family circle of the alleged murderer and who also have the
profession of analyzing historical facts from the most complete
independence, to be able to arrogate to ourselves the power to study and
consider such a working hypothesis, no matter how harsh and scandalous it
may seem to a multitude of Spanish citizens in good faith. Taking into
account, furthermore, that those who should have taken on this job from the
first moment (the Portuguese police and judges) did not do so at all despite
the fact that abundant rational evidence pointed to a clear criminal
responsibility of the prince Juan Carlos. At least, due to negligence and
reckless imprudence resulting in death. But perhaps also, if his father did
not rule out that possibility in principle, why did the Portuguese judges and
police have to do so? for homicide and even murder. Why was this
hypothesis not investigated? Why wasn't an autopsy done on Alfonso's
body? Why did don Juan say that he had thrown the gun into the sea? Why
so much secrecy, so much darkness...? Did Franco, in connivance with the
Portuguese authorities, want to preserve the image and life of the person he
had in his portfolio as heir and future king of Spain?

The cadet Juanito would remain at the General Academy of

Zaragoza until the summer of 1957, in which, with the title of knight ensign
cadet of the Army and after two years of stay in such a rigorous military
training center, he would go on vacation, like every neighbor's son, first
with his official girlfriend at the time, María Gabriela de Savoy, and later,
with his close friend of soul and body, the Countess Olghina de Robilant.
His second, and last, year at the Zaragoza Academy would be especially
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except for the Bourbon clan, which surrounded him like a pineapple) ), it is
not known whether to forget the tragic "accident" in Estoril or, precisely,
because he could not forget it, he dedicated his entire second academic year
to living his life, enjoying worldly pleasures as much as possible and taking
the Military Academy. where he resided as a starting point for his weekend
festive outings and holydays, that is, the abusive and uncontrolled practice
of the famous "Saturday, Sabadete" cadeteril.
In September 1957, the now ensign Juan Carlos de Borbón would
join the Marín Naval School (Pontevedra) to take a course with the third-
year cadets of that military center. It seems that, after the torrid summer
with cruises and parties of all kinds, he came more calmly in his youthful
impetus to the call of duty because his companions from that time do not
expressly remember that the prince (now a sailor out of desire) leader's
express) made a life out of the ordinary for a 3rd year second lieutenant. On
weekends he remained unfailingly, his whereabouts unknown, and during
school days he was not seen much in classrooms and study rooms, although
he was never absent from an official event or academic training that had
resonance in the media. .
Thus he could not miss, and did not miss, the famous cruise around
the world that in January 1958 the components of his course undertook
aboard the sailboat "Juan Sebastián Elcano", and which would have him on
board (and in peace) for almost five months. With this global maritime
excursion (which perhaps was the beginning of his excessive passion for
the sport of sailing) his commitment to the Naval Academy would
practically end, a stay that was too short, formal and sporting, which does
not seem to have provided him with much naval knowledge or much
fondness for the "ocean sea". Like the one always evidenced by both his
father (elevated after his death to the rank of Admiral of the Spanish Navy
at the wish of his august son, already king of Spain) and his ill-fated
brother, the intelligent "Senequita".
Finally, and to finish his journey through the different Military
Academies and thus become a useful interdisciplinary soldier as his
protector Franco wanted, Juan Carlos de Borbón would land (pun intended)
at the General Air Academy of San Javier, in September 1958. His
objective: to remain there throughout the 1958-59 academic year, obtain
the title of pilot in the Spanish Air Force and then return to Zaragoza to
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 But at the San Javier Academy it's not like he went out of his way to
learn and behave like just another cadet, the good Ensign Juanito.
According to some colleagues at the time, he lived the life of a luxurious
guest, he hardly did anything for himself and the orders coming from "from
above" that initially required his graduation as a war pilot, with all the
necessary knowledge and practices, immediately had to be qualified and
replaced by others that already accepted the honorific and testimonial
nature of the teachings that he was going to receive.

Prince Juan Carlos received his commission as a lieutenant in the

Spanish Army on December 12, 1959. On July 23, 1969, ten years later, he
would be named successor to the head of state, as king, and promoted to
general. The Galician swordsman would thus have what he wanted: A
soldier, a suckling general who could bear the witness of his despicable
military dictatorship. And this is what would happen in reality because his
regime did not perish as many believe with the promulgation of the
Constitution of '78, agreed upon, agreed upon, corrected and authorized by
the Francoist Army and by the most powerful forces of the old system that
would stage the "theater of change." so that nothing would really change in
this country. Yes, we Spaniards can vote every four years on closed and
blocked electoral lists, created by the apparatus of parties that feed from the
manger of power, from the same power as always... But of authentic
freedom, true democracy, real sovereignty of the people... still very little,
almost nothing. We will have to wait a little longer for the "sovereign"
Spanish people to be that, sovereign (without quotes) and recover all their
lost rights. Let's be patient. We are in the good way".

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 Chapter Seven

It was something more: A state crime ordered by Franco and executed

by his heir (as king) and alleged accomplice, Juan Carlos de Borbón.

“Operation Nightingale”: At the beginning of 1956, a dangerous anti-

Franco monarchical conspiracy, with roots in Spain and Portugal, threatens
the regime born on July 18, 1936. Franco, merciless, will dismantle the
political-military conspiracy with sword and fire, through brutal operations
of his secret services and high-ranking officers loyal to him. On March 28,
1956, he was executed by a shot to the head by his brother Juan Carlos the
Infante D. Alfonso de Borbón “El Senequita”, in order to physically and
emotionally destroy his father, D. Juan, undisputed leader of the revolt. On
January 30, 1957, Lieutenant General Bautista Sánchez, Captain General of
Catalonia, will die by “suicide” in Puigcerdá at the request of Lieutenant
Generals Muñoz Grandes (Minister of the Army) and Ríos Capapé
(Captain General of Valencia), sent by the autocrat. General Gallarza will
be shot by a high-level hitman, but he will manage to save his life. On
April 23, 1958, Don Juan Claudio Güell, Count of Ruiseñada,
representative in Spain of the Count of Barcelona and top executive of the
conspiracy in Spain, died in strange circumstances (poisoned) in Tours, on
the express in which he was returning from Paris.

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 In previous pages, especially throughout the very important fifth
chapter, I believe that I have already made sufficiently explicit the different
reasoning that supports the resounding statements that, in relation to the
traumatic disappearance of infant D. Alfonso de Borbón in March 1956,
constitute the core of this historical research work. However, before
entering into the crux of this seventh and final chapter, which essentially
wants to make you, dear reader, aware of the long, secret and merciless war
without quarter (irregular, low-intensity, atypical or "frontless" war) we
would call the military experts of the General Staff) with which the dictator
Franco, for more than two years (March 1956-April 1958), wanted to
destroy, destroy, annihilate (to win exclusively, in this type of
confrontations such as in most conventional ones, it is usually not enough)
to the small elite of political and military leaders who, forming a group
with the exiled figure of the claimant to the Spanish crown, D. Juan de
Borbón, made the tremendous mistake of challenging the all-powerful
Nazi-fascist general Francisco Franco Bahamonde... I would like to
reiterate the arguments that I delved into in the already mentioned fifth
chapter, in order to leave them covered with absolute certainty and
credibility those surprising statements made in relation to the unfortunate
historical event we are dealing with.
And for this reason, before getting into the gloomy landscape of
Franco's repression against the so-called "Operation Nightingale" that I
have just mentioned and that you will soon know in all its details, dear
reader, in which the first phase to be developed included the traumatic
death of "El Senequita" with the ultimate objective of mentally and
physically massacring his father, D. Juan, supreme icon of that conspiracy,
I am going to make it very clear that the heading of this chapter is
absolutely true:

"It was something more (than an accident or reckless homicide), a

state crime ordered by Franco and executed by his heir (as king) and
alleged accomplice, Juan Carlos de Borbón"

For which I have no choice but to emphasize again, systematizing

and extracting them, the arguments already presented by me in the
aforementioned fifth chapter.
Arguments, on the other hand, are absolutely essential because in
research work like the present one (just as it happened to me when I tried,
and it seems that I managed, to unravel the coup plot mystery of 23-F,

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about which at this time very few Spaniards do not know the absolute truth)
it is practically impossible to rely on written documents (and signed by
their protagonists) to give absolute veracity or credibility to the, often, risky
dialectical bets or risky historical judgments that are presented throughout
them. As some mediocre critics or incompetent commentators and
everyday talkers who think they know everything because most days they
read the newspaper (theirs) seem to claim.
And that they sought, I remind the reader again, to base my
statements outside of the new data about the case received from a reliable
source since, given the logical anonymity of the same and the long time
that has passed since the events took place, they can be called into question,
as I say, by certain people who are not at all willing to have the national
history with which they made their first communion changed and in which
they continue to believe wholeheartedly.
Well, these arguments that I am going to rescue and put back on the
table are the basis on which the three essential statements that constitute the
soul of this book are based (which I myself, by elementary measures of
personal precaution and professional restraint, , I kept time and time in the
"Pending" drawer) and that, in line with the new contributions received,
absolutely unquestionable despite the subjectivity that they may entail and
that, of course, do not detract from their historical value in any way, I
allowed myself explain in some detail pages ago. So let's see again, leaving
aside the obvious risk of being repetitive, what these statements are and the
arguments that give them life:

Affirmations:

1st.- The death of "El Senequita" was not accidental but

premeditated.

Arguments that ensure it:

a).- The murderer was a professional soldier (six months of high-

level military training and one year of pre-military studies) expert in the
use and handling of all types of portable weapons. He knew perfectly well
the small pistol he used against his brother because it had been his for nine
months before (summer of 1955) and because it was a very simple and safe
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 b).- In an accidental shot, the projectile (the bullet) has before it
millions of trajectories to follow in space, an uncountable range of firing
lines to use depending mainly on the initial position of the muzzle of fire
and the angle. exit that presents the barrel of the weapon. Also, although
with less relevance, factors such as the type of cartridge, its projection load
and the conditions under which the shot was fired, especially if the position
of the weapon or it has remained stable, due to the recoil suffered. At the
moment of entering the fire, it nodded noticeably.
Given so many variables and especially given the infinite trajectories
that a projectile can describe in space if it comes from a weapon that has
accidentally caught fire, it is totally unlikely, if not absolutely impossible,
that it would choose one as anomalous and difficult as the that, entering
through the nostrils of a victim who was not its objective, destroys his
brain. Especially if we take into account that in order to follow this
destructive path, the bullet in question would have to make an ascending
path, from bottom to top (entry into the nostrils, except with a large caliber
projectile, cannot be done following a line of significantly horizontal shot)
with an angle close to ninety degrees (that is, vertical) and starting from an
initial point that would be too high (the height of the hands of the
irresponsible user of the weapon) to be able to carry it out with precision.
Since this is not possible within the framework of rational ballistics,
if the projectile has left its housing with a significantly horizontal path, in
order to penetrate through the nostrils of its hypothetical victim it should be
able (like a latest generation cruise missile) to vary its trajectory depending
on the objective and the changing circumstances of the spatial environment
in which it is going to move. And truly, no matter how much modern
weapons technology has changed in recent decades (and it has changed),
the projectiles of the small pistol that cadet Juanito carried in March 1956
(and not even the sophisticated and destructive ones) of the modern
portable ultra-rapid firing weapons of 2013) were not at all "smart
projectiles" capable of doing so.

c).- It is also practically impossible for a professional soldier,

knowledgeable about weapons and the action protocols that govern their
handling, to miss an accidental shot from his own pistol and, to make
matters worse, in the course of an insane “child's game” with his own
brother whom, in his own words, “he aimed at the head and pressed the
trigger without realizing that it was loaded.” In addition to the safety
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pointed out elsewhere in this work, a small projection or visual indicator in
the upper part of the sliding carriage that clearly indicates and without the
possibility of error whether or not the chamber is fed with a cartridge.
Therefore, unless cadet Juanito closed his eyes while manipulating his
pistol, he had to realize promptly, and certainly before pulling the trigger,
that it had a bullet inside ready to come out as soon as he did. that
irresponsible shooting action. And closing his eyes is still an illusion since
to aim at his brother's head, as he said he had done, he had to have his eyes
wide open. Although later, the most basic shooting technique would advise
you to close one of the two...

d).- Why Juan Carlos, if what happened in Villa Giralda had indeed
been an unfortunate accident (according to the official version) in the
course of a crazy children's game and, of course, without the intention of
causing irreparable damage to Did your brother not immediately appear
before the police and the Portuguese judges to declare how the events had
occurred and assume his responsibilities?

Well, here I allow myself to advance to the reader two answers that I
believe are plausible:

The first : Because in reality it had not been an accident and as a

weapons professional it would have been very difficult, very difficult, to
explain what happened to experts from the Portuguese police, judges and
forensic experts.
The second : Because the supposed accident had not occurred in
Estoril but in Casatejada (Cáceres), on the estate of the Count of
Ruiseñada, and it was not a true accident at all but a programmed and
planned death by the Spanish dictator's entourage and executed by Juan
Carlos de Borbón, for essentially political interests (ending D. Juan and
with the conspiracy called “Operation Nightingale”). If it had truly been an
accident, even if it occurred in Spain, a gentleman cadet of the Spanish
Army, no matter how Bourbon his name was, would have had no choice
but to appear before the Civil Guard and the judge to declare the
circumstances of the accident and make themselves available to the
military authorities.

e).- Juan Carlos de Borbón invited his brother Alfonso to travel to

Casatejada, to the estate of the Count of Ruiseñada, without his father

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previously knowing and approving such a strange hunting excursion. What
was the reason for Cadet Juanito's unusual interest in taking his brother to
that place, far from the family, on such important dates as Easter and,
furthermore, without the prior approval of their father? My source always
emphasized this important point to me, in the face of my repeated questions
about it, that Alfonsito was in Las Cabezas without his father's permission
(this is what the deceased infant said several times) and that his brother,
Juan Carlos, had also gone to the farm without obtaining said parental
permission, although in this case for an obvious reason: because he never
did so for his trips and displacements since he had entered the AGM in
Zaragoza. What the latter did have, and he boasted about it on different
occasions during his stay in the palace, was Franco's own personal
authorization for that trip, which had translated into a formal invitation
from the Count of Ruiseñada.

2nd.- The alleged murder was carried out by order of Franco

Arguments that assure it

a).- If, in line with what has already been widely proven in the
previous point, the death of infant D. Alfonso was not the result of a
fortuitous accident but rather his brother Juan Carlos would have carried
out his action in a premeditated manner. The question that the impartial
investigator must immediately ask himself is whether he committed it
“alone or accompanied by others.” Because if he had done it alone, without
anyone's cooperation, it is clear that he would not have been stupid enough
to tell the details of it to any mortal, remaining silent as if he were the dead
person so that the alleged murder committed could be accepted by all like
the unfortunate family accident that the Spanish Government and his own
family initially let fall.
However, there is no doubt, given the information provided by the
weekly Settimo Giorno a few days after the tragic Bourbon event (April 17,
1956), that there were people who knew those details and, specifically, that
it was the prince Juan Carlos de Borbón, the author of the fatal shot that
ended the life of El Senequita.
As, I repeat, it is completely impossible that, having acted in a
premeditated manner, Juan Carlos would later tell his crime to anyone and,
even less, to the Italian newspaper, since in doing so he would have
demonstrated indescribable stupidity, folly and irresponsibility. , it is

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unquestionable that he had to carry out his action in connivance with
another or others. Necessary (or at least very convenient) cooperators who,
for whatever reasons (and I have already allowed myself to explain some of
them in this work), twenty days after the events decided to put their precise
and precious knowledge on this important material available to Ezio Saini,
Lisbon correspondent of the Italian weekly.

b).- The ambition of Prince Juan Carlos de Borbón was always

extreme and well-known. He did not hide it even at the General Military
Academy of Zaragoza where he frequently repeated to his classmates: “I
am going to be king of Spain and very soon.” He also never worried about
hiding from them the envy he professed towards his younger brother
Alfonsito for his superior intelligence, his open character, his style and the
affection that his people and, especially, his father, showed him. He always
knew for a fact, from the information transmitted to them by the high
military commanders who were with him (Martínez Campos and Armada)
and the comments of some political personalities with whom he saw on the
weekends, that the affectionately called by the family “El Senequita” was
his enemy, his opponent in the fight for the crown of Spain and his father's
favorite, especially from September 1955 when, already as a cadet knight
of the AGM, he placed himself in the hands of Franco. through his
preceptor General Martínez Campos, Duke of la Torre.
For all this, the Spanish dictator, who was perfectly aware through
those same high military commanders stationed alongside the prince and
future heir in pectore, of the latter's thoughts and ambitions, should not
have found it very difficult to attract his will to take over. the secret order
to destroy his potential enemy forever. In exchange, of course, for ensuring
an expeditious path to the throne of their ancestors. A path from which,
obviously, after the disappearance of his younger brother, his father and
theoretical depositary of the dynastic rights of the family, D., would also be
abruptly removed. Juan de Borbón.

3rd.- The death of El Senequita took place in the Palacio de las

Cabezas (Casatejada, Cáceres) and not in Villa Giralda (Estoril,
Portugal)

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 a).- And starting from the basis (already sufficiently demonstrated)
that the Franco regime collaborated (ordered, rather) in the
homicide/murder of Infante D. Alfonso How were his hitmen going to
organize such an operational mess so far from their bases and their
sophisticated territorial organization, no less than in Villa Giralda, in a
Portuguese city, abroad, in the inhabited residence of the claimant to the
crown of Spain? (which, although very limited, enjoyed police protection),
with the complications of all kinds that this would mean... if they could
mount their sinister operation (F-1 of the ODE, Operation in Defense of the
State or Countercoup to "Operation Nightingale" ) in an ideal place for
them, safe, comfortable, solitary, in Spain, in an environment away from
strange eyes, easy to control and mask and with the full and on-site support
of the State security forces, as was the farm /Palace of Las Cabezas, on the
other hand well known by the apparatus of the Regime because Franco and
D. had already met there. Juan de Borbón?
It is crystal clear to anyone who knows anything about how the
irregular forces of any political system carry out their underground actions,
let alone whether it is totalitarian, or simply has half a brain, that the
programmed and approved by Franco physical disappearance of El
Senequita, Unless its terror planners and executives were incompetent
amateurs imported from some Caribbean or African dictatorship (which is
highly unlikely), it would never have been carried out in the Bourbon
family residence of Villa Giralda, located in the beautiful Portuguese city
of Estoril. It would have been a nonsense of such magnitude to even
attempt it that, despite the abundant errors that the Franco regime
undoubtedly committed in its long institutional stay in this country, no
historian (military, of course) would ever dare to charge in its long and
depraved " Has to".

And once again proven and reiterated the statements, not at all new (I
already justified them exhaustively by active and passive in the fifth
chapter) that head the present last chapter of the book and that read:

“The death of El Senequita was more than just a reckless

homicide or a premeditated fratricide, it was a state crime ordered by
Franco and allegedly executed by his dauphin Juan Carlos de Borbón”

And they are expanded with:

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 And not in Villa Giralda but in the Palacio de las Cabezas, in
Casatejada (Cáceres)”

I am now going to delve with total decision and manifest determination

into the sinister high-flying Franco operation (underground and classified
as “Top Secret”) within the framework of which this horrendous State
crime that we are analyzing was planned and executed, which would be the
first but not the last of a sinister series decided by the dictator Franco to
safeguard his Regime from the political and military threats unleashed
against him, starting in the summer of 1955, by the thriving monarchical
movement, reborn from the ashes, of the claimant D. Juan de Borbón.
Because, in addition to being very interesting for the reader (and, of
course, for the history of this country) to know the details of one of the
most depraved episodes of high politics that have taken place in this
country and that has remained hidden for decades in the eyes of practically
all Spaniards, except for a few, very few, assigned to the most remote
echelons of military Intelligence and the State security forces (no less than
Spanish infantrymen were murdered “in defense of the homeland”). ,
captain generals with command in the square and high personalities of the
nobility, in addition, of course, to second-level political and military figures
who would also fall alongside their lords)... their mere existence, not to
mention their detailed knowledge (until now, No Spanish historian, except
for a military historian who has dealt with it very briefly, has been able to
analyze it in depth due to a lack of reliable and contrasted data) give a
patina of credibility and veracity to the events, data and analysis that I have
allowed myself to print black on white. on the previous pages. Since
without the existence of a studied repressive, nauseating and despicable
plan where they have been approved and assumed by the highest
representation of the Francoist State, crimes as execrable as that of the
"Senequita" cannot be understood, but neither that of General D. Juan
Bautista Sánchez, captain general of Catalonia in 1957, or that of the count
of Ruiseñada, D.Juan Claudio Güell, in April 1958.

And to begin to introduce the reader to that despicable underworld of

institutional terror, of conspiracies against the State, of the consequent
merciless counterattacks of the State, and, specifically, of the deaf struggle
for power unleashed in Spain in the mid-1990s. fifties of the last century
between an unscrupulous dictator who did not want to leave his
political/military chair for anything in the world and a claimant to the

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crown of Spain who was absolutely convinced of his dynastic rights and,
also, of the existence of a divine determinism by the one who was to be,
and soon, the king of all Spaniards (although the Spanish people had
spoken very clearly and against it in the past), I will explain below, in a
succinct summary, how it was born, organized and operated (not so in the
shadows because it was always watched and controlled) the call by the
same secret and counterespionage services of the Franco Regime
"Operation Nightingale", a reckless, bizarre and even crazy
political/military conspiratorial movement born in the summer of 1955 and
directed clearly, emphatically and bare-chested, against the political head
of the dictator himself. In order to bring about its fall and the prompt
reestablishment in Spain of the everlasting Bourbon monarchy.

“Operation Nightingale”

It began to organize and take shape in the summer of 1955 in the

monarchical environment of D. Juan de Borbón faced with the negative and
humiliating result of the meeting that he had held with Franco in the Las
Cabezas palace a few months before, specifically on the previous
December 29. The suitor had left this “virtual interview”, in which he could
not even exchange a single word with the “generalissimo”, beside himself,
annoyed to the point of nausea, politically depressed and absolutely
convinced that there was a dictator in Spain for a while ( the same one that
he would have to suffer as a claimant to the crown) if he did not manage,
and soon, to mobilize the new and thriving Bourbon monarchism which,
curiously, had one of its strongest strongholds in the autocrat's own Army.
This subtle and absolutely plausible personal conviction of the Count of
Barcelona was soon joined, throughout the first half of that same year
1955, by the worrying and repeated statements of the Falangist leader
Arrese, the other leg that supported the Franco dictatorship, against of the
already very aired determination of the “leader of Spain” to “establish” in
our country (when he died, obviously) a monarchical regime.
The political direction in Spain of this conspiracy would be assumed
by D., with more morality than the man from Alcoy and with manifest
recklessness (which, of course, would cost him his life). Juan Claudio
Güell, Count of Ruiseñada, with whose name the clever members of
Franco's secret services (military, of course) would immediately “baptize”

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said subversive movement, coordinated by the factotum of the regime's
security system, Admiral Carrero Blanco.
This incipient anti-Franco conspiracy, whose maximum leadership
would undoubtedly fall to the claimant to the Spanish crown, D. Juan de
Borbón, who, however, due to basic survival measures, would look the
other way, remaining in the background, masked in his pleasant retreat in
Estoril, tries by all means, from the first minutes of his subversive work, to
attract its ranks to the generals with the most prestige and charisma within
the Armed Forces. The majority were loyal to the dictator but many were
also inveterate monarchists eager for Spain to bury the unfortunate episode
of the civil war once and for all and return to the traditional system that
died in April 1931. Delicate and extremely dangerous task in which the
Count of Ruiseñada's envoys would achieve very meager results, although
with very valuable additions to the cause such as that of the Captain
General of Catalonia, General Juan Bautista Sánchez, given the harsh
repression with which Franco had resolved in the recent past positions
taken by some of his generals critical of the regime.

As I said, the general with the most prestige and charisma inside
and outside the Army (even more than Franco himself, in possession of the
Laureate of San Fernando and two individual military medals) who falls
into the networks of the ongoing monarchical conspiracy is without a doubt
There is no doubt about the Captain General of Catalonia, General Bautista
Sánchez, who with a certain irresponsibility and considerable recklessness,
clearly inappropriate for a senior military veteran with extensive
experience, accepts the very optimistic proposals of the Count of Ruiseñada
in order to completely overturn the the political situation in our country,
forcing the resignation of the dictator Franco in favor of the rise to the
throne of the claimant D. Juan.
These approaches, absolutely voluntaristic and lacking a firm real
basis supported by serious studies of the situation and the support to be
obtained, were more or less the following:

- Plan, organize and execute a political-military maneuver, a

kind of soft military coup in the style of the one carried out
in 1923 by General Primo de Rivera, also at the time captain
general of Catalonia, to achieve the factual abandonment of
power by Franco and the automatic reinstatement of the

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 Bourbon monarchy, before the Falange gained more
political preeminence in Spain.
- Captain General Bautista Sánchez, as the highest-ranking
and most prestigious general in command of the most
important General Captaincy in Spain after that of Madrid,
would make a statement (in the primorriverista style) that
would be followed by others in the different General
Captaincies, demanding that Franco the renunciation of his
absolute powers and the prompt return of the Bourbon
monarchy in the person of D. Juan de Borbón.
- Until the effective reinstatement of the Count of Barcelona,
which could not be postponed beyond a year, Franco would
be invested with the dubious title of Regent and in that
period, and until the formation of the first Government of
the new king, the executive powers of the Government
would be assumed. by General Bautista Sánchez.

The plan was, as I say, absolutely voluntaristic, optimistic and not

operationally planned at all. In addition to being very vulnerable to the
dictator's secret services, they very easily accessed all the conspirators'
conversations among themselves and with their supreme boss in Estoril.
Franco, alerted in a timely manner and aware of the progress of the
conspiracy and the already well-verified responsibility of D. Juan, of the
Captain General of Catalonia and the Count of Ruiseñada, would
immediately proceed to prepare, organize and execute with blood and fire
(slowly but without pauses and with iron determination) the corresponding
countercoup by his powerful secret services, essentially military. , but
perfectly assisted and complemented by those of the Civil Guard, the
Government (Interior) and by the also very important members of the
Portuguese Intelligence, with whose “selfless” concert all telephone
communications of the subversive movement in Spain with its leadership
were perfectly controlled. supreme in Portugal, as well as all visits by
monarchical personalities to Villa Giralda and any other meeting center of
the conspirators in that country.
Francoist countercoup named by the supreme military bodies of
Information and Counterespionage that planned it (and wrote it as a
Directive classified as “Top Secret”) “Operation in Defense of the State”,
which in the following pages I will reveal for the first time for the reader.

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Spaniard and foreigner with enough knowledge of the facts, and that would
take away the lives of the innocent Alfonsito, alias "El Senequita", of our
history, that of the aforementioned General Bautista Sánchez and that of
the one whom, according to those secret services, It was necessary to
charge him not only with the designation of origin of the atypical riot but
also with his supreme executive direction in Spain: D. Juan Claudio Güell,
Count of Ruiseñada.

“Operation in Defense of the State”

(Classified “Top Secret” directive dated in Madrid in October

1955, delivered to Franco in November of that year and approved by
the dictator in mid-January 1956)

To stop and dismantle, brutally punishing its leaders in the process,

what the military secret services call “Operation Nightingale”, the Army's
Internal Information and Counterespionage apparatus (2nd Bis Section of
the Military Quarter of the “Generalissimo” and the Central General Staff )
plans an essentially military counteroperation to be carried out in the most
absolute secrecy, extended in time to disguise its own existence and with
lethal actions against its main protagonists; apparently without any
coordination between them in time and space, but they will be very
effective and expeditious.
The Countercoup is planned in three perfectly differentiated phases,
to attack in each of them one of the three top leaders of the revolt: the
claimant to the crown and its undisputed head, D. Juan de Borbón; the
captain general of Catalonia, general Bautista Sánchez; and the political
representative of the first of them in Spain and first organizer of the anti-
Franco movement to which he will give his name, D. Juan Claudio Güell,
Count of Ruiseñada.

Phase 1

The military secret services (in this generic name to which I resort on
numerous occasions and which, of course, does not respond to a single
entity, a good number of Sections and operational and planning entities of
the different hierarchical echelons of the Army would have to be

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integrated. , directed and centralized by its highest command and control
body, the Central General Staff), under the direct supervision of Franco,
personally assisted by generals Muñoz Grandes (Minister of the Army) and
Ríos Canapé (Captain General of Valencia), organize the first blow
(tremendous, audacious, perverse, devastating, depraved... like those that
the secret services of any country are accustomed to planning and
executing, let alone a military dictatorship) against the top head of the
seditious movement, the Count of Barcelona (permanently spied on in his
communications and contacts), but due to political and social conditions
they will not directly attack his life since, in those moments of public
confrontation between the dictator and the suitor, the traumatic
disappearance of the second would have raised very serious suspicions both
in Spain (with a rising monarchy movement) and abroad.
But they will look for a scapegoat, a scapegoat in the most intimate
and familiar environment of the conspiratorial leader to, hitting him as hard
as possible, destroy his mortal enemy mentally and physically; also trying
to obtain huge political benefits from the attack.
The chosen victim (chosen, obviously, not at the time of planning the
operational disaster, autumn 1955, but quite some time later, once approved
by Franco, at the end of January 1956) would ultimately be the most
beloved son of the target. beat in that first phase (the suitor), Alfonso de
Borbón, a born competitor of the person that the dictator had initially
chosen to succeed him in his day as king, his brother Juan Carlos, a young
man loyal to his father, totally estranged of Franco's idiosyncrasy and that,
according to many powerful voices in Estoril, he could very soon be
appointed by the Count of Barcelona to inherit his dynastic rights, if his
older brother continued to offer doggy vassalage to the "generalissimo" to
the detriment of obedience and respect. respect due to his father. Which, if
carried out, could pose a real political problem for Franco as he would be
completely delegitimized to succeed Prince Juan Carlos as Head of State.
Eliminating infant D. Alfonso de Borbón “El Senequita”, the military
secret services ventured in their unhealthy but well-thought-out operation
the following advantages for the Franco Regime:

a).- Destroy the suitor psychologically and physically. Juan de

Borbón who, after clearly realizing in the pseudo-meeting with Franco in
December 1954 in the Cáceres palace of Las Cabezas that Franco would
never abandon his absolute power in life and that he would never hand over
the Spanish crown to him, He dedicated himself to conspiring against the

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regime, relying on his monarchical environment and some generals who
agreed to be part of the conspiracy.

b).- Eliminate a future competitor to the candidacy of his brother

Juan Carlos that Franco had already practically decided to succeed him,
which could disrupt all the political plans of the Regime and leave the
initiative, and, what was worse, the dynastic legitimacy of the future
monarch, in the hands of D. Juan de Borbón.

c).- Submit (rather enslave) the future heir of the Head of State to all
the political whims and initiatives of the dictator if his personal cooperation
to carry it out was achieved (as anticipated) in exchange for subtle and
juicy promises in relationship with his future as king of Spain.

d).- Getting Franco's future heir, and murderer in the person of his
brother, to definitively break with his father and in general with his entire
family, who would never forgive him, not the intentional death of his
brother who would never would come to the political and social scene as
such, but rather the mere authorship of an unfortunate accident that, at the
very least, would morally and forever destroy the family as a whole.

The person chosen to carry out action F-1, the physical elimination
of young Alfonso, would be, as I have just stated above, his own brother
Juan Carlos, absolute beneficiary of his disappearance, who would thus see
his path to the throne expedited by passing over of his father's rights and
those that more or less “The Senequita” could have wielded in the future.
This super-secret F-1 action would be dressed in the guise of a
family accident, conveniently masked as to the place of its development
and carried out in Spain to facilitate its perfect execution and operational
control as much as possible, but “exporting” it immediately. to the place of
residence of the Bourbon clan in Estoril to substantially reduce its own
collateral damage and charge it to the enemy (management of the alleged
accident, possible police and judicial complications, media, burial, funeral,
political and social relations... etc, etc). On the other hand, it was
anticipated by the planners that the person chosen as the material executor
of said action would be easily “enrolled” in it through the timely
recruitment duly prepared and executed by qualified personnel from the
military environment in the AGM (General Academy Military). Personnel
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from the management of that military center and, of course, from the senior
management of the operation in Madrid, which throughout the months of
February and March 1956 they would carry out a silent and systematic
recruitment effort. The action would be carried out during Holy Week in
1956, taking advantage of the vacation days of both brothers and the
spectacular lack of general and political information that took place in
those seven days of traditional religious gathering.

Phase 2

In a second phase, to be executed no earlier than the following year,

1957, the Plan contemplated dismantling the most important danger
presented by the so-called “Operation Nightingale”: the military, through a
very well prepared “legal action” by the of the leadership of the Army that
would make an “action in force” unnecessary, with the scandal, wear and
tear and danger of extension that such an operation could entail, both for
the FAS and for the Regime.
General Juan Bautista Sánchez should be dismissed from the General
Captaincy of the IV Military Region (Catalonia) citing his delicate state of
health and taking advantage of some regional maneuvers likely to frame a
significant military force sent for this purpose to act as a “catalyst” of his
obligation. resignation, if the senior military man refused (as could be
expected given his courage and fighting spirit) to hand over command and
give up.
When the time comes, the Minister of the Army and some other
Captain General attached to the Regime and with proven personal loyalty
to the leader, should appear in Barcelona to directly request General
Bautista Sánchez to resign from the position that the Minister of the Army
held before his superior, to that he would send it to “generalissimo” Franco.
If he resisted his own resignation, with the Units of the Region of
maneuvers in the Catalan Pyrenees (Puigcerdá area) totally controlled by
the powerful professional force sent to them (one or two Thirds of the
Legion) and without any possibility that these would act in defense of their
captain general or that a possible military uprising would spread to the
neighboring Captaincy General of Aragon, the high military hierarchs
commissioned by the dictator, "per se" or through their conveniently
supported aides-de-camp by various agents of the military secret services,
they would execute the “most convenient and decisive” action (sic) with
the maximum speed, neatness, secrecy, and in accordance with the reserved

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instructions that the high military authorities in charge of the action would
give to their subordinates. direct “no later than day “D-2”.

Phase 3

After the first two phases that I have just presented to you, dear
reader, of the long and forceful operation planned by the military secret
services to neutralize in the medium (almost long) term (more than two
years) the so-called “Operation Nightingale” (the historian The
undersigned military officer has had access throughout his entire
professional life to a multitude of confidential operational plans, even
covered with the impressive tagline of “Top Secret” from various
hierarchical echelons of Military Intelligence, but he does not remember
having looked at any of them. , with the exception of some that
contemplated actions in force by combat units, with longer-term planning
and with actions separated by more than a year in time) the secret
“Operation in Defense of the State” contemplated another third, equally
decisive that the previous two and also resulting in death for the
unfortunate mortal chosen as its objective: the supreme political leader of
the subversive maneuver against the Franco Regime on Spanish soil and
whose name had given its name to the aforementioned seditious operation,
D. Juan Claudio Güell, Count of Ruiseñada.
But before putting your teeth (“the mouse” of the computer, rather)
into this “last murderous operational tempo” of the SS (I am not referring,
obviously, to the Nazi German SS but to the pedestrian but equally
pernicious secret services of the Galician dictator) I must tell the kind
reader that this ODE “Operation in Defense of the State” (sorry for the
acronym, it is pure and simple professional deformation but the fact is that
in the Spanish Army, and not to mention in its Intelligence services, it has
been going on for many years that if you do not go with the initials in front
they do not admit any document, and if they are indecipherable much better
so the enemy will not find out) under no circumstances should it be taken
as an entelechy in the intra-history of one of the most sinister times that We
Spaniards have lived throughout the entire 20th century, not a journalistic
or literary invention by this author to give more joy or morbidity to his
surprising story, not a bit of coarse salt to conveniently season the spy
theater or "Jamesbonds" that I have been able to set up to give propaganda
coverage to a book that, evidently, does not need any extra reason to

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promote itself since with what its cover says (and is demonstrated on its
pages repeatedly) it is enough for the reader to is highly interesting.
This super-secret ODE existed, it was prepared, it was planned, it
was executed by those who had to do it, it had its pernicious and murderous
effects and then, as always happens with these secret operations of the
State's hitmen, from those who swarm and receive indefensible orders stuck
up to their necks in the sewers of the system, it would blur, it would
dissolve like a sugar in a glass of water, it would be passed through the
document destruction machines that each Intelligence body of the Army, let
alone the State, has dozens of times. corridors and offices... But there
existed, there was, there was, there was, although after fulfilling her sinister
purpose of killing, she also died without leaving a trace...except in the
memory of those history professionals who, long after, can, They want and
dare to resurrect it.
I, of course, can attest to its temporary existence, at least from the
very reserved copy that I was able to look at and that remained stored like
gold in a cloth in the Information Section of the Headquarters of the
Operational Unit in which I provided my services in the early seventies of
the last century. And some time after the death of Admiral Carrero Blanco,
in 1973, it could still be contemplated “with darkness and treachery” by
highly qualified personnel of the system in the labyrinthine archives of the
SECED, the Central Documentation Service set up by the president of the
Government who died as a childish euphemism for what should have been
called without any ambiguity and from the first moment: “Central State
Intelligence Service”

Well, friends, after this short digression on the Intelligence services

and the short life of their secret documents, I return again to the blessed
ODE in its third and final phase. The objective of it, I have already said it
repeatedly and I would not want to make a fool of myself, was the Count of
Ruiseñada, a Spanish nobleman who has already appeared repeatedly in
this story, athlete, traveler, businessman, politically very pragmatic. despite
the fact that his name, without his wanting it, appeared in the frontispiece
of the anti-Franco sedition and that he tried to swim and keep his clothes in
the swampy lakes of Francoism trying, without finally succeeding, to be on
good terms with both his natural lord, the count of Barcelona (which had
given him full powers to represent him in Spain) as with the supreme
master of Spain at that time, the dictator Franco, to whom he frequently

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granted political favors in relation to the monarchical establishment based
both in our country and in Portugal. .
Now, as the objective to be defeated (murder rather) was relatively
easy for the experienced Francoist military hitmen, this third phase of the
ODE (in its general planning focused on the Directive) was extremely
brief, setting exclusively the objective to be defeated (neutralize ), the
deadline to carry out the mission (early months of 1958, public opinion
having already forgotten the distant operation against the captain general of
Catalonia), the place chosen to carry it out and the body responsible for it,
leaving the details specifics of the operation to be contemplated later and in
a separate document, in the professionally called “Conditions of
Execution” that, outside of the base Directive approved by the highest
instance of the State, would indicate at the time: who (acting command),
how (modality of action), when (day “D”, hour “H”, minute “M”), where
(the exact geographical point, with its coordinates) and the material and
support means of all kinds (police, political, diplomats...) necessary to
successfully complete the irregular operation.
Next, and to conclude this long chapter on the secret “Operation in
Defense of the State” approved by Franco in January 1956, the merciless
Francoist Countercoup “whoever falls” with which his Regime wanted to
abort “manu militari” the monarchical sedition encouraged by the claimant
D. Juan in the summer of 1955 and whose first action (the death of El
Senequita) we have presented, analyzed and studied in detail in the first
chapters of this book, I am going to tell you with the detail and credibility
with which they have reached me, not now but for quite a few years now,
commenting with one another and rummaging here and there through
dispatches and files of the Spanish Military Intelligence, how the last two
phases (2nd and 3rd) of the unknown by the vast majority of the Spanish
people perverse Franco's operation.

Phase 2

Death of the Captain General of Catalonia, Juan Bautista

Sánchez

To try to clarify once and for all, from a historical point of view, the
confusing physical disappearance of General D. Juan Bautista Sánchez,

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Captain General of Catalonia, which occurred, according to all the social,
political and journalistic information of the time, at 9:30 a.m. on January
30, 1957, I have no choice but to resort, once again, to a secret internal
document of the Intelligence services of the Army, this time from the
Captain General's Office based in Barcelona and written many years after
(the mid-sixties of the last century) of the controversial death of that
charismatic, brilliant, brave soldier, educated, with fascist airs of course as
was common in all the high military commands of the time, but he knew
how to earn the respect and even the affection of very broad layers of
Catalan society under his orders (yes, yes, orders, because in those fifties of
militarized Spain, not to mention a Catalonia always under the magnifying
glass of the central power, Franco's Army ruled left and right).
I am talking about an unofficial and secretive Report written by
members of the General Staff of that Captaincy General, as I say, internally
and secretly, with a somewhat cryptic heading: “JB Report” and which I
had the opportunity to look at quite carefully and with professional fervor.
when in 1969, and as an intern at the Madrid General Staff School, I served
for four months in the aforementioned Catalan General Captaincy.
Well, to summarize, it is a gerund because here and now it is not
about making an extensive crime novel about spies and hitmen (which of
both specimens, and of a high level by the way, we are going to find in this
short story of death with command distance from the charismatic General
Juan Bautista Sánchez) but that the reader learns about another sinister
event in the recent history of Spain that, like many others and although in
this case it had to be blamed on a bloody military dictatorship, has
remained in the shadow, in the enigma, in the interested oblivion of power,
I am going to tell you as briefly and clearly as I can what really happened,
at the end of January 1957, in the specifically military surroundings of the
Captaincy General of the IV Military Region (Catalonia) but with origins
and consequences in none other than the El Pardo palace, in Madrid,
headquarters of the Headquarters of the Spanish State, occupied in those
years, as all Spaniards should know and not forget, by a dictator without
scruples of any kind: the “generalissimo” Franco.

Already printed black on white pages back of this same last chapter
of the book, how the expeditious military secret services had planned to
carry out this second phase of the ODE (as it were, removing General
Bautista Sánchez from the command of the important General Captaincy

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based in Barcelona) of the dictator, I go directly into how they actually
executed their plans to achieve it:

With the most important operational forces (almost all mountain

troops) of the Catalan region of maneuvers in the Pyrenees (Puigcerdá area)
and with these Units potentially controlled (and, if necessary, disarmed or
neutralized) by a powerful expeditionary force of La Legion (two Flags or
reinforced Battalions, with nearly two thousand men) sent ad hoc by the
Central General Staff of the Army at the request of Franco, early on
Tuesday, January 29, 1957 and commissioned by the “generalissimo”
appear in the office of General Bautista Sánchez, who plans to leave for the
maneuver area that same morning, the Minister of the Army, Muñoz
Grandes, and the Captain General of Valencia, Ríos Canapé. In the ante-
office, and together with a single assistant of General Bautista Sánchez
González, the four “helpers” (agents of the military secret services) who
have arrived at the Captaincy building escorting the two high military
authorities arriving directly from Madrid take positions.
Going directly to the point and without too many greetings or
personal deferences, logical when dealing with old comrades in arms, they
tell the Barcelona captain general that they have a personal order from
Franco so that, immediately and hiding behind his delicate state of health,
he can present to them his resignation, right there, from the high command
he holds.
The veteran and brave soldier flatly refuses. He tells them that he
does not intend to comply with such a recommendation at all, that it is an
order that must be issued through the regulatory channels, specifying the
reasons, and adds in a defiant tone that as soon as this interview is over he
plans to go to the maneuver area, in Puigcerdá. , to review his troops.
Faced with this dignified response from General Bautista Sánchez,
events inside his office precipitate. Faced with a small movement from the
latter towards the main drawer of his table, which General Ríos Canapé
present there interprets as aimed at obtaining a weapon (in fact Bautista
Sánchez kept a small pistol in one of the drawers), the captain general of
Valencia takes out He quickly fires his own and points his gun at his
counterpart from Barcelona while forcefully shouting a shout into the air
that, with all the traces of a peremptory order, causes three of the four
“helpers” who remain in the front office to troop into the room. the room
where the events take place while the fourth gunshots the assistant (this one
really) of General Bautista.

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 Minutes after this first and insane act carried out in the secluded
silence of the sancta santorum of the first military authority of Catalonia,
the secret operation against it planned in Madrid and personally sponsored
by Franco, who fears a full-blown military rebellion if it is not nipped in
the bud the conspiracy underway against him (General Bautista Sánchez
surpasses him in charisma and professional prestige in broad layers of the
Army), will now jump the internal walls of the grandiose military building
in which he has just started, trying to dominate it by force and, above all,
its communications system with Madrid and the rest of the military
districts.
Five large black cars, from which about twenty or twenty-five men
armed to the teeth with machine guns, hand grenades and even some of
them equipped with gas masks quickly get out, quickly block the main door
of the Barcelona Captaincy General. The new arrivals very quickly
neutralize the scarce exterior guard of the building, disarm the rest of the
soldiers who remain inside and occupy the radio and telephone room,
completely isolating it from the outside and, of course, from the military
commands subordinate to General Bautista. Sanchez.
A strange caravan will leave, some time later, from that same
Captaincy building in the direction of the maneuvering area in Puigcerdá.
On board it, as planned, General Bautista Sánchez will travel, but also, as
was not at all planned, two strange traveling companions will travel,
strongly escorted: the Minister of the Army, Muñoz Grandes and the
Captain General of Valencia, Capapé Rivers. Nothing at the moment that
could set off anyone's alarm, neither civil nor military, since the attendance
at the tactical exercises of both Army personalities, one his minister and the
other an illustrious companion of the captain general, could and should be
considered something very normal. .
But it wasn't at all, far from it. Captain General Juan Bautista
Sánchez González, kidnapped, disabled from being able to exercise his
command function, threatened with instant death both he and his entire
family, is authorized to make the paripé in front of his subordinates during
maneuvers in the field, greet them in the headquarters near Puigcerdá and
show them a hierarchical normality that does not exist at all. These are
circumstances that, despite the risk he runs and the insane situation he
faces, the prestigious soldier will take advantage of to say goodbye
personally to some of them, letting them understand that he is unwell and
that perhaps it will be the last time he is with them.

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 The last act of this dismissal/death of the Captain General of
Catalonia, Bautista Sánchez, personally ordered by Franco and executed by
the highest commanders of his Army who agreed to obey his bloody orders,
be careful! in “Defense of the State”, would take place in the early hours of
the next day, specifically at 9:30 a.m. on January 30, 1957, when staff from
the Prado de Puigcerdá hotel discovered in his room (reserved several days
before by Captaincy staff but occupied late in the afternoon/night before)
the lifeless body of the illustrious soldier. That he would immediately be
recognized by a military doctor also staying at the hotel, who would certify
his death as a result of "a heart attack." In those years, the current famous
“myocardial infarction” was not medically fashionable and there is no
doubt that on this occasion the catch-all of “heart attack” was enough for
the despicable high-level hitmen sent by the dictator. , to dress the media,
political and social doll, of what without a doubt was a bloody state crime
in its entirety.
How did the general die? Well, according to the abundant evidence
collected in the unofficial report that was told to you pages ago and in the
confidences of some commanders of the Maneuver Units of the Captaincy
General of Catalonia who had the opportunity to speak with their captain
general hours before his death: poisoned , forced to take a potion that same
night of January 29 to 30, 1957, being subsequently watched and controlled
by secret service agents dressed in the subordinate military clothing of
“Aide-de-camp” of two illustrious generals of the “victorious” Army of
Frank.
Oh, and it didn't stop there, because after the death of General
Bautista Sánchez, his faithful aide-de-camp would also be murdered in a
simulated traffic accident when he returned from Puigcerdá. For the
“terrible crime” of knowing too much, of knowing all the secret ins and
outs of his master's strange death. And also, and seeking his death, which
fortunately this time would not respond to the call of the dictator Franco's
top hitmen, Lieutenant General Gallarza, also involved in "Operation
Nightingale", would be shot at the Ritz hotel on Las Ramblas by another of
the hitmen/helpers displaced to Barcelona. That, in accordance with the
well-known rules with which the secret agents of any political system
operate, he would disappear as if by magic from the scene of his failed
crime without being accountable to justice at all.

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 Death of Don Juan Claudio Güell, Count of Ruiseñada

The material execution of this third political assassination or

Francoist State crime contemplated in the sinister ODE planned in 1955,
which would take place on April 23, 1958 and after which it would be
definitively archived (and surely destroyed although no one can be sure of
that) Although it was not the last one that was addressed, although not with
the prominence and importance of the three analyzed and studied in this
research work, it never represented any problem for its material executors.
It was always the easiest to put into practice, without appreciable risks and
without foreseeable collateral damage to assume. The Count of Ruiseñada
was a political target, not a military one like the captain general of
Catalonia who had abundant troops under his command, nor could his
death, although it would undoubtedly have a certain media and social
resonance, represent a serious institutional danger for the Franco Regime.
although, without a doubt, it would be a strong blow for the thriving
Bourbon movement that was on the rise.
The easy mission of ending Ruiseñada, slowly but surely, would be
entrusted to one of the “itinerant” operational commands of the military
secret services, made up of three men and a woman, who for a few months
would subject the Spanish nobleman to an implacable monitoring each and
every one of his trips to Paris, a trip that he made regularly using the
comfortable sleeping cars of the fast expresses that connected Madrid with
the French capital every night and vice versa.
On the afternoon/night of April 22, 1958, as soon as he boarded the
train that was to take him from Paris to the capital of Spain, he was
intercepted in his cabin by two command agents (a man and a woman)
who, after subduing him, and Always in contact with the other two men of
the group who temporarily occupied two nearby cabins of the car and were
going to provide full cover to the assailants, they proceeded to administer a
deadly and practically undetectable preparation to their victim, after
conveniently sedating him.
At the nearby Tours station, the couple of Spanish agents, acting as a
married couple who were friends of the count, who according to their
tickets were traveling in one of the two neighboring cabins, informed the
train employees that the Spanish nobleman was feeling very ill. . The third
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and after making for a few seconds the subtle maneuvers of aid to the
supposed patient, would certify his death "due to a heart attack", and with
the approval of the train employees and the timely help of the fourth
member of the command, a senior administrative officer of the Spanish
Embassy in Paris according to the documents he exhibited, he had no
problem organizing the transfer of the body to the nearest hospital.
The official death of the Count of Ruiseñada would therefore take
place the following day, April 23, 1958. On the 24th, all Spanish
newspapers, especially the monarchist ABC, would report the sensitive loss
of the well-known Spanish nobleman and politician. Most of them,
however, with undisguised irony, would emphasize the count's magnificent
health, that he was a great athlete, with an enormous desire to live and that
nothing, nothing, foreshadowed his sad and early death.

Epilogue

Well, that's it, dear reader, my latest studies, analysis and

investigations on the death of Infant D. Alfonso de Borbón “El Senequita”,
younger brother of the current king of Spain, died in March 1956 from a
gunshot wound by him and who, together with the valuable information
received this year 2013 from a reliable source, has allowed me to unravel, I

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hope it remains like this and forever, the darkest and most convoluted
secret/mystery of the Franco dictatorship and the subsequent transition.
Throughout the seven preceding chapters I have been able to present
to you what, I am sure, constitutes its definitive real dimension from the
historical point of view, the truth, the whole truth (scandalous, without a
doubt) about one of the most diabolical and depraved crimes. of State that
could ever have been committed in this bloodthirsty country. And it has
remained for almost sixty years hidden, hidden, hibernated, interestingly
forgotten, behind the perverse scenes of official censorship and
monarchical collusion.
As a consequence of all this and based on the clear and irrefutable
rational indications of guilt that emerge from this information, studies and
analysis, first of all for the deceased dictator but, above all, for the current
Spanish monarch

I ACCUSE

To the citizen Juan Carlos de Borbón, currently head of the Spanish

State by direct and personal appointment of Franco, for having allegedly
murdered, in March 1956, being a cadet of the Spanish Army at 18 years of
age and an expert in the use and handling of all kinds of portable weapons,
to his younger brother Infante D. Alfonso de Borbón. Alleged fratricide
that was never investigated by any judicial body and that based on the
investigations and information contained in this work, and that the reader
has already been able to verify, could be affected by clear and categorical
aggravating circumstances that would make it especially punishable. Such
as those of premeditation, treachery, kinship, deception, abuse of authority,
conspiracy to carry it out, use of State means and officials to carry it out...
etc, etc.

For all this

I DEMAND

To the aforementioned citizen Juan Carlos de Borbón, who as

quickly as possible, with the utmost urgency and precision, informs the
Spanish people of the circumstances, details and possible anomalous events
that could have occurred in the meeting he held on the afternoon of March

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28, 1956 with his brother D. Alfonso and which ended, abruptly, with his
instant death after receiving an accurate shot to the head that penetrated his
nostrils and destroyed his brain.
Likewise, I demand that you clearly clarify the unprecedented fact
that he, at that time a professional in the Spanish FAS who had at that time
carried out countless shooting exercises with portable weapons at the
Military Academy where he was studying, could commit the inexplicable
and culpable negligence of pressing the trigger of his pistol without first
verifying whether it was loaded and without putting into practice the rigid
protocol of action for the handling and firing of portable weapons that due
to his profession he should know and was obliged to comply with.

If the aforementioned Bourbon citizen, still head of the Spanish State

by Franco's digital designation, refused, as is his custom, to give clear and
forceful explanations to the Spanish people about his responsibilities (first
of all, criminal, because then he did not enjoy any constitutional
inviolability but in any case historical and political) in the death of his
brother D. Alfonso

I REITERATE ONCE AGAIN

To the Cortes Generales, legitimate and direct representatives of the

sovereign Spanish people, to promote in the shortest period of time the
opening of a Judicial Investigation that, despite the time that has passed
(execrable crimes of the State should never go unpunished) and with the
help of the professionals that were necessary (forensics, judicial police,
experts in history, ballistics...) could proceed to definitively clarify the
dramatic historical event that we are dealing with and clarify the possible
responsibilities that the then young cadet could have incurred. of the
Spanish Army, Juan Carlos de Borbón, and that he never wanted to assume
by presenting himself to the pertinent police and judicial authorities.
Exhuming, if necessary, the corpse of Infante D. Alfonso de Borbón "El
Senequita", who currently rests in the monastery of El Escorial.
In this regard, I must point out again that the undersigned historian,
already in September 2008, sent a lengthy report on this unfortunate matter
of the mysterious death of Alfonso de Borbón to the Attorney General of
Portugal, requesting the opening of the judicial investigation that was not It
was carried out in 1956 when all the information pointed to an accident or

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reckless homicide in Villa Giralda (Estoril) for which his brother Juan
Carlos was allegedly responsible. The aforementioned Portuguese authority
acknowledged receipt of the Report and promised to "analyze the case" but
days later proceeded to file it due, according to Portuguese sources, to
pressure from the Spanish Royal Family.

IN SUMMARY

A state crime, such as that allegedly committed by Juan Carlos de

Borbón (current king of Spain by the personal, testicular and genocidal
vote of the deceased, thank God, dictator Franco) in the person of his
younger brother Alfonsito, known familiarly as " The Senequita" given the
intellectual and moral virtues that he possessed and that, like himself, he
aspired to the crown of Spain although respecting the theoretical rights of
his father, he cannot go unpunished. Neither the history of this country nor,
of course, the Spanish people should allow it, who for almost sixty years
has remained in complete darkness in relation to this matter by not
allowing any investigation or the rampant Franco coup that we had to
suffer. until 1975 nor, of course, because of the account he brought him, his
heir, the crowned and pseudo-democratic Juancarlismo that still, made a
fool and discredited to the core, lives its last weeks or months perched at
the head of the State of this country.

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