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up screaming and shivering, wet with perspiration.
    The nightmare was back.
    He was back in that place. Moto had cut and burnt his back, raised the hammer high and shouted.
    “Comrade, your time has come.”
    Sleep evaded him. Godfree caught a bath. Early in the morning before heading for work he drove to the street and parked houses away. A downstairs light was on. He was just in time to see a door open. The man he thought was Moto walked out followed by a pregnant woman. The work-suit he wore had the words Ross Furniture printed on the back. He hugged the woman before leaving in his car. Godfree followed. After twenty minutes the man parked outside a large warehouse that had Ross Furniture painted on the front and disappeared inside. The man emerged once, glanced at Godfree’s car before going back.
    Godfree was convinced then it was Moto.
    He drove away his face pensive. The questions came. Was that torturer a wanted man in hiding? Had it been wise to follow him? Had Moto had recognized him? Who was the pregnant woman? Likely a wife or girlfriend? Did Moto have children now? Godfree must not allow himself to see that man as human. That psychopath must pay for his crimes. It was time.
    ***
    The day proved busy. His friend David called.
    “Hey, Doc. I called before and left a message.”
    David spoke. “Sorry, young brother. I’ve been too busy with work. You said it was urgent.”
    “You need to take a holiday and learn to relax. It’s your turn to visit me. I have been to see you twice.”
    “I’m sorry, mufana (young brother). How are you?”
    “I met Moto here.”
    “You’re joking?” David exclaimed. “You saw that murderer?”
    “Yes. I’m sure he’s living and works in Stones now.”
    “Are you sure it was him?”
    “It’s him alright.”
    “Tell me how you met him.”
    They talked for thirty minutes, planned what to do. David had a group of people he could send to beat Moto and leave him in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.
    “That man killed my uncle, your friend Aaron, and others. He left you horribly hurt on the side of the road. I’ll send people to the house. They will follow him, find a time to abduct him and beat him senseless. Excuse me, got to take this call. It’s an emergency at hospital. I’ll call you when I get back.”
    Godfree felt relieved he had not yet given David that villain’s address. Suppose that pregnant woman was Moto’s wife? Did he want to help put Moto permanently in a wheelchair? Cause a child grow up seeing its dad as a cripple. But why should he care? How many people had that sadist murdered?
    Godfree had kept in touch with David, the doctor who had found him on the side of the road where Moto had discarded him. The latter had trained as a surgeon in England. His deceased uncle, a prominent opposition party member had died at Moto’s hands. David had paid Godfree’s medical treatment and his plane ticket.
    Moto was alive and living close to him. Seeing him again had triggered those nightmares again. He would never be safe knowing that man was around and could hurt him again. What was Moto planning now? Perhaps he had recognized him. A cunning rat like him could be coming for him to get rid of him once and for all.
    The doorbell rang. He opened the door and stared.
    Moto stood outside.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

CHAPTER 5
     
    “Good evening, Mr Muti. May I speak with you alone?”
    Godfree found his voice. “What do you want?”
    “I don’t mean you any harm and won’t take much of your time. May I come in?”
    “Why are you here?”
    “Please, I need to talk to you.”
    Godfree let him enter and closed the door.
    “Thank you.”
    “What do you want?”
    It was hard to keep his hands still when all he wanted was to put them around that neck and strangle this man.
    “I recognized you when we met on Friday night at the takeaway. You followed me to my place and to work. I came to