Meanwhile, up the hill in the Presidential Palace, General Walid Bossongo sought solace from a trusted mystic. The general had been head of state for decades, but now his mental and psychological condition were deteriorating and he feared he had little time left in this world. While the administration of the state was handled by members of his family and other leaders of his tribe, he was tormented by his crimes of office and feared the spirits would case him a restless afterlife. He had hundreds of millions of dollars hidden away, plundered over the years from international aid and development assistance. But when he looked into the bones cast by his witch doctor, he could see that the money shouldn't be delivered to his successor, or to the population, or even back to the donors; he saw a young white woman, visiting Uicocko, would heal the legacy of colonialism and the rift in his soul. He was determined to find his benefactor no matter what.
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