After a few minutes’ drive, Gatamu’s convoy was already at the doctor’s place. Without waste of any second, he pushed the door and let himself in the house. Doctor Kirimi was in his couch taking the day’s load off. At this moment, he already knew that his friend had something bothering him in his head and was there for help once again and not the normal friendly visit.
“My good friend Gatamu, how are you and how has been your stay at Ruaki conurbation?”
“My friend, I am good or rather, my stay at Malaba district was awesome and a great success. I was the happiest prince for some minutes before I was told the most annoying news I have heard all year and that made my day very, very dark. Actually, I came here to have a talk about how things went for me out there but first, I need your help.”
“My prince, bad luck seems to have a way of getting into bed with you these days. Anyway, let me take a wild guess; it has to do with Silviah again isn’t it?”
