He is 29 years old and has been sought for eight months. He goes by Quique, a nickname for Enrique Jesus Division. Family members describe the search as deeply painful and ongoing. The last trace of him was in Pontedeume, La Coruña, on February 9. He was riding a bike and wanted to disconnect. His trail vanished, leaving family, friends, and the Civil Guard racing to uncover what happened. The effort has never wavered, yet the mystery remains unsolved.
Quique appears in a photo shared on a disappearance alert, a reminder of a moment that keeps the family hopeful.
From a life of movement—walking, cycling, climbing, and exploring—Quique found himself settling in Asturias in November 2021. A Madrilenian who had left Picasset in Valencia two years earlier, he had worked in various places, including a hydrogel factory in France. He had briefly quit a race and step back from studies, convincing his family that the decision represented his own path. He had pursued Business and Management in English at a Madrid university and chose to leave Juan Carlos University in his final year. His family recalls a decisive moment in his words: this is not what he wants for himself.
What is striking is how Quique approached life. He forged ahead without asking for help, believing in his own resilience. His father recalls his courage and the willingness to work hard for a self-directed life, even if that meant moving from Valencia to Asturias and beyond. He could have settled into comfort, yet he chose a different road, taking on jobs that reflected his values and independence.
From Asturias
Quique arrived in Asturias in November, renting a rural house. The family says they saw him more often during that period, though visits became less frequent as the year closed. Before long, he told his father not to come upstairs and to meet him by bike and with his dog for a few days. He packed a few essentials—clothes, groceries, a bike, a backpack, and a laptop—and then disappeared. The plan appeared to be to move on from Asturias to La Coruña, with the dog briefly placed in a dog hotel so Quique could continue riding. He never returned.
The family notes that the next move involved La Coruña, after which Quique left with only his bike, his backpack, and the clothes on his back. The dog’s hotel reception reported that Quique checked in daily, but one day he did not come for the dog and never reappeared. The authorities later found his belongings at the scene: phone, no SIM card, clothes, and a laptop left behind, suggesting a sudden departure without contact.
Photographs from Quique’s family album show him in action on routes through Asturias, sometimes with his father. The open status of those photos underscores a journey left unfinished and a search that continued with each new lead and every vanished signal.
“He didn’t go for the dog, something is wrong,” said his father, reflecting on the days that followed. A few days after the disappearance, his phone rang from the dog hotel; Quique had not gone to pick up the dog and had arranged to go. He was not answering. The initial sign became a pattern of silence as the days passed, and his car appeared in Pontedeume without its owner. The search intensified, with the family and authorities retracing steps and checking accommodations from Pontedeume to La Coruña, always returning to the same image: Quique moving with his bike and backpack, wearing the clothes he chose for the journey, and nothing more.
Daily routines and the last conversations
Quique had spoken with the dog hotel every day, only to tell them the dog was adapting and then fall out of contact. The hotel owner remembered him as a kind, reliable person who treated staff with respect. A local bar owner who sometimes encountered him also spoke of a calm, approachable young man who never seemed worried or hurriedly left. There was a sense of warmth in his interactions, and those who knew him described a generous, genuine nature. Yet the daily check-ins about the dog became the sole thread tying his story together in the weeks that followed.
His father recalls the routine: he phoned the dog hotel to see if Cumbia the dog was thriving, and Quique would sometimes reply with gratitude for the concern before the line went quiet again. It is possible to interpret that moment as a voluntary withdrawal from contact, though the Civil Guard later found all of Quique’s belongings in an unoccupied vehicle and questioned whether any crime was involved. The investigation emphasized the absence of evidence pointing to foul play and underscored the likelihood of a voluntary departure.
Photos of Quique with Cumbia on routes in Asturias remind families of the bond between man and companion. The status on those images remains open, a living record of a life that continues to be sought.
In the days that followed, even the thought of an accident weighed on the minds of the people devoted to the case. People from all corners—Valencia, Madrid—joined the effort, canvassing the coastal and rural terrains of Galicia. The Ferrol Civil Guard led the disappearance protocol, deploying teams to check for signs of an accident while canvassing the area for clues. The search broadened through neighborhoods and along paths, a determined push to understand what happened to Quique as his bike and belongings remained in place where he had left them.
The spread of the alert drew in more eyes and voices. Photographs and videos circulated in the hope of turning up a crucial clue. The sense of urgency touched colleagues and friends who had known him in his student days and early professional life. Many people who encountered Quique described his kindness and his willingness to help others, making the mystery feel personal for everyone involved. The father remembers how their conversations rarely touched on fear; instead, they reflected a belief that Quique would find his own way, even if that route proved difficult to foresee.
Quique’s life abroad hinted at a restless spirit. He studied English and dreamed of Erasmus experiences, contemplating adventures in South America and beyond. The family recalls his willingness to pursue opportunities wherever they might lead, from Paraguay to diverse environmental and social projects. At one point he spoke of volunteering with a non-governmental organization in South America, a role that would align with a calling to help others and explore new places. That sense of curiosity remained a constant, even as the questions about his current whereabouts grew more pressing.
The narrative of Quique’s disappearance has remained a matter of ongoing concern for his father and for the many people who care about him. His father continues to reach out with messages, despite the lack of responses. He shares readings and recommendations in the hope that something might reach Quique if he is listening, a quiet testament to the stubborn, stubborn hope that keeps a family hopeful even when the road ahead seems unclear.
The investigation has not presented any indication of crime. Instead, it remains a careful, voluntary absence, with the possibility of further movement and unknown details. Actively searching is a daily commitment, a combination of family persistence and professional diligence as authorities and volunteers continue to examine routes and revisit places where Quique might have passed through. The bond between father and son endures in the memories, the routes traced together, and the quiet promise that one day there will be a new sign, a new conversation, or a final answer that brings closure to a story still in motion.