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His report was ready to be transmitted to his employers and he only wished Kelly was around to witness the results of his sweat. The young man’s death had not sunk well with the old soldier. It left wounds that he may never recover from. After compiling the reports, General Zulu packed his laptop and slept his last hours in Chimwemwe ready for departure the next day. The three stars General turned into a detective had unearthed things beyond his expectation. True Copperbelt controlled the economy of Zambia together with the new Copperbelt in the Northwestern Province. The old soldier discovered numerous mining and smelting plants owned by both the Chinese and other Asian people on the Copperbelt. Most of these if not all were operating illegally depleting the non-renewable resource at a very rapid rate. General Zulu unearthed a deadly scam involving, very rich Chinese conniving with a few enlightened Zambians to mine, smelt and externalize the earnings out of the country. Thr
The Syndicate Chapter XVIII
The dermatology lab was empty and the lights were off. There was no sign of anyone inside. However, the Ridgeway Medical School timetable indicated that the doctor was conducting an evening lecture in the laboratory. Tom stood outside the entrance door wondering what had happened when the office door from within the lab swung open. He sneaked to the behind walls and ensured no silhouette betrayed him. He stood firm and glanced at the opened door, he waited for the man to come out. Instead, he saw a woman in a lab coat step out to the main laboratory area and behind her the Albino became visible.It became evident that the lecturer was feasting on the student after the lab sessions. His plans had to change immediately because of the presence of the girl student. He couldn’t condone the thought of leaving the target but just had to conclude his mission. So much had been done in the process to get to this opportunity. The doctor had been elusive, making Tom think that he had know
The Syndicate Chapter XIX
He sat in his house pondering about the boys who were put under his charge. He selected them himself because he had known them personally. Within four months of the noble assignment being handed to him, the Syndicate was formed. He decided the strength as five with only one woman. Gender inclusivity was never a selection criterion but rather abilities were top priority. He traversed the entire country looking for them because some were living under false names, had false families and false lives. It took the General to assemble the team that could deliver within a limited period given. Patriotism and activism were one of the cardinal pillars in the selection. It was a humbling honor to have been entrusted with such responsibilities to help rebuild the economy of the great nation Zambia.‘Was it because I was not a good parent to them?’ he asked himself. For days he lamented the loss of such good soldiers. The soldiers who had the best interest of the nation at their hearts. He
The Syndicate Chapter XX
At the far left of the boardroom table was Wang and directly opposite was Hu followed by Xi. These Chinese nationals demanded for a caucus at National Roads Fund Agency and were seated in the boardroom on the first floor. They represented a conglomerate of Chinese Construction and Mining companies. Their written and spoken English was superb as opposed to most Chinese shipped into the country in containers who couldn’t even speak the local official language. The chairperson sat right at the back and introduced himself as Engineer Banda. He was the current Chief Executive Officer and Director of the Fund Agency. Banda was a very powerful man in the construction sector who reported directly to the Minister of Infrastructure.The meeting was not going to be an ordinary one as the Chinese had come to present before the board what they termed as a virus in their coffers. In attendance were other directors and two external members.‘Let’s understand each other before other terms ar
The Syndicate Chapter XXI
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The Syndicate Chapter I
It was then that she realized the world was never the same to everyone. The World was many different things to many different people. There was no clear definition of what constituted it. Its parameters were too complicated to be idealized. Many scholars attempted but could not even come close. The social-economical interactive forces were beyond anyone’s understanding. Some people turned to God for an explanation until faith became the only reasonable excuse. Her grandmother tried in her native and traditional way to make the young girl understand the world in which she lived by using songs and proverbs prevalent in the village in her quest to explain the complications of life and living. Even her education didn’t do much, the more she got educated the more she felt illiterate, the void was too deep and broad. The urge to fill it grew stronger each day; but with what? She didn’t know. She stood by the bank of river, Kafue with her hands akimbo, when suddenly, like a lighte
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Kelly needed a new extensively educated accomplice to fulfill his task assigned by the Syndicate. She looked like the one; he knew it the moment the two chatted at the wedding reception at the Air Force Officer’s mess in Lusaka. She looked lonely but intelligent. She sat alone on a table for three making her his easy target. Maybe she placed herself in his line of fire on purpose. Whatever the case, she looked like what he craved for. She looked beautiful in the tight sleeveless red dress; any warm bloodied man would want her. For a second, it appeared that her loneliness was inviting him. Maybe he just imagined a lot. Kelly made Tamara believe he was from Ghana but shifted to Zambia for greener pastures. He had all planned it and it was his duty never to make the young woman doubt any of his tactics. He never owed her any apology because she would never confront him for an explanation.Each second mattered from then onward; he needed to rekindle the affection he once alight
The Syndicate Chapter III
Tamara was the Senior Manager in charge of the Vault room on the fourth floor of the Bank of Zambia Building along Cairo Road. The building’s entrances featured allegorical sculptures by Mpundu Chisanga, a famous sculptor in Zambia, representing security and integrity flanking the Cairo road while the chained hand faced the adjacent close. She reported to the Director of Corporate Affairs and National Debt Management on all matters related to the strong room. Her boss was the one directly responsible for the macroeconomic policies and indicators of the domestic economy. Of late, the director had pressure since the Kwacha had depreciated markedly amid increasing concerns over the state of Zambia’s public finances, which, coupled with rising inflation and deteriorating sentiments, likely bruised private consumption and investment activities. The economic growth outlook remained bleak amid concerns over macroeconomic stability due to soaring public debt, an increasing fiscal defic
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