CHAPTER FORTY THREE

Ben knelt before Walutanga and whispered, “This is not a personal vendetta, chap,” he started untying him.

The three men got to where they were and stood looking at Ben untying Walu. He finished and turned to face them.

“Where is Mapulanga?” he asked looking around.

“He told us that you should take the boy to the palace in the evening,” one of the men answered.

“What!” Ben yelled. “Who does he think he is? The agreement was that we meet here. He signs the papers and i hand the boy over to him. I have to get back to the city.”

The three men looked at each other indifferent to what Ben was blabbering about. They had passed on the message and that was it. They told him that they had to go back. Ben was even more upset that he had to deal with Walutanga for at least another six hours. He calmed himself with the hope that it was only six hours and then their job would be done; he would be on hi