Legacy of Power

 She stood along a narrow winding path on the school main lawns watching her colleagues rush to different lecture rooms at the Kalulushi Catholic University. It was a bright Tuesday morning and the young beauty was not in the mood of sitting behind a desk to listen to some disgruntled lecturer at a private university in one of the giant mining towns on the Copperbelt. After all, she did not choose to attend the university but rather her single mother went against her will in spite of the several times she had denied the boring university life. Her friends called her a glamour girl and every one at campus was aware of her stunning beauty to an extent that she saw herself on international podiums representing the barely known Zambia. She yearned to help fly the national flag higher even as she ascended the echelon of power at the global scene. Her desire to find an alternative gateway to fame was stronger and the symptoms were already visible at a tender age. The young student w

 She was set for her latest catch - the Doctor. It was going to be their second date and already she was all over the new Kalulushi Catholic University lecturer. The man looked cool and loving though he was honest from the start about his marital status. She liked men who were honest for her not to expect much even though she had no desire to stay with anyone beyond her objectives. At her age, she had a long way to go and so it was clear that only one person knew what she stood for. That was Solo. Her mission was unshakable, not even her mother and family understood it and so she opted not to bother herself explaining to anyone.She stood in front of her dressing mirror in the dormitory and checked her new pink dress with a slit just on the right position. The position which could not leave any stone unturned. She had observed the weaknesses of the lecturer the first time they met. It was an indisputable fact that no normal man would not be willing to date such an epic of God’s

 At exactly 02:00 in the morning, the call came as expected. She gave him the location and the car type the two were driving from Kitwe East Point heading to Nkana West dropping her at the friends’ boarding house. Subi was specific on what to get and the line of action Solo was to take. He was to carry a knife and only scare the educated man then walk away with whatever he had in the car. His girlfriend sounded sober though they were drinking till late in the morning. She was good at making her men get drunk meanwhile she remained sober and in control. He who is sober is in control and calls the shots so went the saying. Subi was in charge and had spotted a gold mine in the doctor’s car. She waited patiently until the learned boyfriend was drunk, powerless and defenseless. She watched with an intelligence of an eagle at how he was buying beers in the night club and ensured that none of his friends were allowed to frustrate her plans. From the time the two checked out of the

 Her actions were wrong but justifiable. She had no time of baby seating a grown up boy who was responsible enough for his actions. Subi needed to give herself time to heal, think and ultimately to reform. As long as some things were still alive, she was going to be a baby mama and ever looking over after her back. Anytime the boy could talk and implicate her in the murder of the university lecturer as well. The only sure way was to eliminate her only threat for continued peace. So far the boy was strong and remained mute, but for how long. No matter how long, someday he was going to talk or confide in someone who may later spill the beans.In every battle, casualties were inevitable as sanctioned by the Geneva Convention. There were always holy and unholy troops that gave directions to the winning platoon. Solo was on the left side of the equilibrium. His presence in Subi’s life was more redemptive than it was corporative. Consequently, the young beauty accepted the consequenc

 At twenty-five years old, her grade twelve results were in place littered with eight distinctions. The young lady was a true example to girl children who left schools because of one or two setbacks. She did not sit back and waited for a suitor to come her way for marriage but tirelessly, she moved forward and corrected her mistakes.At the end of three years, Ima was managing a new opened subsidiary of Times Café in the town center in Lusaka. She proved herself to her boss to be the most reliable employee with the unbroken record of honesty and integrity. It had taken her time to meet face to face with the boss. She was an elderly woman with immeasurable influence in society. To her surprise, she never honored up to being the one behind her many invitations to social gatherings that Ima was getting invited to attend almost once every month. She sat in her small office at the back of the Food Palace Pub and Grill along Freedom way when an elderly man walked in. She did not he