***Ryker***

'You seem very tense uncle. ' I scoffed inwardly, sending a wink to my mate. She pulled her lips downwards coupled with a roll of her pretty eyes. My mother raised her thick eyebrow at me, looking back and forth between Tamara and I.

'This whole issue about Mrs. Kagwe and my son is eating me up. I mean what reasons would push a mated woman, to the extremity of conniving with unknown assailants? ' He shook his head but his flawless public semblance was perspicuous in mine and my mate's eyes.

'She awaits her sentencing in three days time. If the investigation proves beyond a reasonable doubt that...