NALEDI’S POV

if you wanted to catch a petty thief, you needed to become an armed robber. That was my logic as I proceeded with my speech.

“So you see, how does someone go from dealing arms to saving lives in Africa? You of all people should understand how that is out of brand for me.”

Luka went to the fridge by the side and dug out a bottle of expensive drink, and two pairs of glasses. He placed them on the centre table far from his desk and motioned me over. I took a seat in the comfortable cushion and he offered me a glass.

“Forgive my manners. I’d...