MINISTER’S SON* *part thirty-three* by Mwalimu Davis.
“Rozina has been taken to Kenyatta hospital for further treatment.” She informed sadly, from my sad story, she knew what that meant.
“That’s too dangerous! We can’t loose Rozina, she is all I have to witness on my appeal and to confess against the minister.” I was already on my legs, if anything, I needed to protect Rozina, failure the truth may never be proved.
“The minister insisted on it, he ordered for her to be transfered to the referral hospital, by then you were unconscious.” She was as tensed as I was, I saw some hope in her concern.
“You have to help me Mercy, please, in any way you can.” I pleaded holding her both hands.
“I will help you David, just tell me how, I will do anything to ensure the evil man gets punished by the law.”
“Thank you my lady, I will be forever indebted to you. Now, I need you to get me out of this place.” I suggested.
“You want to escape again?” There was shock on her face.
“Not that I want, its the only d–n solution we have, you and I are aware of how important Rozina is.” I tried to convince. She stared on the floor for a couple of minute which to me seemed a century.
“We are running out of time, tell me no and I will have to tie you up again, you liked, didn’t you?”
“No dummy, now, I have a plan.”
“Bring it forth my lady.” I was curious.
“Tough things requires tough guys.”
“Like you and I? Give me a break.” I joked.
“Will you…?” She sounded agitated.
“Sorry dear, go ahead, my digestion system is on fire.”
“I have a cousin who is equal to the task, he is an assassin though I hate to say so, am sure you know him.” She paused to study my face.
“I know no such a person, do we need such a person really?”
“His name is Joe Ngigi, he is the toughest man I have ever known.”
“Wait, you said Joe who?”
“Ngigi, your very own gatekeeper, the minister employed him as a gatekeeper for a reason, he gives him a job to kill everyone that threatens his political ambition.” She explained, it was hard to believe her but I had to.
“Then that means he is loyal to the minister, how do we win him to work for us?”
“He is my cousin, we have been brought up together like a brother and sister, Joe loves me, he will do anything for me.” She assured me.
“Even betraying his own boss? Which means loosing his job?”
“Yes, if I offer him a better job and salary, though he doesn’t have to leave his job.”
“Its risky to let him proceed working there, but its equally important as we may need to know the minister’s evil plans.” I suggested. “Oh yeah, infact he might be the one to given the contract of killing Rozina.” She smiled at our new line of success, there was no doubt that we had some hope.
“Do you think he might have been used to kill my mother, Brian and Serena’s mother?” I asked sadly. She stared at me with a new panic, she seemed so afraid.
“I promise not to harm him, if anything, he was just a servant of a murderer. Now, stop wearing that cowardice look, I can’t stand it.” I tried to cheer her up but I was still not sure about it, what if I found out that Joe Ngigi had killed my very precious people in my life? Would I just forgive him and let him go, just because he did it as a job? He might as well pay it with his head off his neck, that would mean betraying Mercy who had not reconsidered her decision of telling me everything, it seemed she was so given to helping me to reason. “Promise me you won’t harm or hurt my cousin Joe.” She pleaded with an appealing look into my eyes.
“Come on Mercy, you have my words, now please, let’s discuss it on how to get Joe, we need him to steal Rozina from Kenyatta hospital.” I suggested.
“Where do we take her? She is badly wounded.”
“To your house, you can be treating her there, can’t you?”
“You promised to help, no buts my dear.” I said with an easy finality.
“Alright although that’s too much.” She complained.
“Nothing is too much to sacrifice for justice and freedom.”
“OK, should I make a phone call to him right now, he will be here in thirty minutes time.” She said.
“What’s the time?”
“Its six in the morning, he reports to the job at eight o’clock to take over from the night guards, right?” She was right.
At exactly 0705hours, the door was pushed open and Joe got in, Mercy stood to welcome him. He had not yet noticed me.
“Hello dear.” He greeted as they hugged.
“Hello Joe, you took so long, if I was being attacked I would be dead by now.” She joked.
“I was so sleepy and tired, I had a tiresome mission last night.” He confessed.
“Mission? What mission?” She asked as I held my breath.
“The usual Missions, Minister’s missions.” He said causing a cold shiever in my blood.
“You killed Rozina? Cousin! You killed Rozina?” She cried. “How did you know