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Carlos the Jackal by Chrispus Kimaru

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“No, it can’t be, this can’t be me, not again, please Lord,” his self-pity was engulfing him. Kanga was seated in the empty Kampala coaches’ lobby. The usual hub of activity was no more; everyone was out in the streets drinking in the rumours. The sirens outside were at pitch high like angry chirrups. A well of tears threatened to gush out as he felt his helplessness. More bodies were being pulled out of the hotels and a lump of bile started burning up his throat.


The advert had asked for energetic, graduates to serve as messengers. Having tarmacked unsuccessfully, he had applied and funny enough, was called for an interview and clinched the job. The company explained that it dealt in security apparatus and the information was very sensitive. Being desperate as he was, he saw nothing sinister in handing in his authentic national documents and working under a new name entirely. The old Simon Karuma was gone and in came Carlos Kanga. He happily delivered the first package to a popular hotel in the outskirts of Nairobi little did he know that it was in fact his induction into a deadly odyssey.


“Kanga, we need to emphasize your utmost confidentiality at every point in your job. We pay you well and so, we don’t want you talking about your job out of these walls, is that understood?” the manager of Spec International had been emphatic when he requested to sign contractual documents. The change of didn’t strike him as odd. He however smelt something fishy and the horror of drug cartels manipulating jobless youths started trickling in. When he submitted his resignation letter a few weeks later, Bako’s reaction was swift and cool. He calmly threw a newspaper article on a grenade explosion at the hotel he had delivered a package to a month back,

“Does this look familiar? You happen to have delivered something there and later…boom! Three people died by the way,” the weight of realization hit the young man like a pungent gust from a sewer,

“Sir, what are you saying? You made me…kill innocent people? Why, why? I have to report this” he was frantic and his heart was almost stopping.

“Kanga, I told you, this is a job for strong, get my drift? You and I are now joined at the waist and if you try anything silly…you might be looking at the electric chair!” Bako had a wry smile but the evil beneath was obvious.

“And now, I have some packages which you are to deliver to Kampala Uganda, such a good town, are you watching the final game by any chance?”


“Why me, lord? What to do? Wait for another delivery and shed more blood?  Mahutini Hotel, Uhuru Park and now this?”As Kanga thought of Bako waiting for him back in Nairobi, he wished he had died in the blasts instead of killing innocent football fans.

©Chrispus Kimaru

If you would like this piece to be the Story of the Week, please vote below on a scale of 1 to 10, with 1 being weak, and 10 being excellent. The numbers will be tallied on Friday and the story with the highest figure shall be Crowned Story of the Week. Be sure to fill in your name and verifiable email. You can include your critique/comment after the vote.


9 comments on “Carlos the Jackal by Chrispus Kimaru

  1. wambox
    July 19, 2010

    good idea, good plot but stretched storyline,i vote eight for creativity


  2. jeantrix
    July 20, 2010

    chilling, a reminder of the artist as a representation of the probable, definitely a 10 for creativity but it needs more than the limit words for total execuction


  3. sammie
    July 20, 2010

    the plot is good, i love the way the writer comes with an idea out of nowhere to make the storyline, the diction though isn’t all smooth, maybe the word limit has affected that, i vote a strong 9,
    pst; you can create a novella out of this idea btw!!
    good work story moja and think of coming up with an anthology


  4. fex
    July 21, 2010

    definitely a 9, i have tried checking the photos but cldnt conjure a story, there is flow and creativity,create a novella out of it


  5. james
    July 21, 2010

    a 9.5 for artistic reality of the possible. good idea


  6. kyt
    July 27, 2010

    that is a piece worth reading ten for the imagination.


  7. eve
    July 27, 2010

    totally worth it…a nine for me!


  8. vero ndung'u
    September 20, 2010

    great …..i vote 9


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