Liya was awfully quiescent as they trekked on the befouled grounds towards the meeting square. Jordan noticed it, but he decided not to say a thing. He thought he had explained the situation well to Liya and trusted that the girls would find a way to sort out their differences.Soon, they arrived at a tree shade at the far end of the houses. The place was cloistered with stones laid in straight lines, which served as seats. This was where the council of the Kibra neighborhood met whenever they needed to address something. They consisted of old men and women, and no young person was supposed to be in the middle while the elders spoke.Liya looked at Jordan when they stopped. “I will have to leave you now. I am not supposed to be here," she explained. She would have wanted to stay with him, but she knew the rules, and she trusted Jordan would be okay.“Alright. And Liya, please watch over Mr. Jonathan and Ana. Make sure they rest.” He said.'Ana again’ “Okay. I will.” Liya said, urging
Jordan might have thought he was just kidding when he told Liya that he ate a lot, but his hoax turned into reality when the food was brought onto the table. He ate like an elephant. Even he was flabbergasted with himself.“Are you sure you were just joking a while ago when you said you eat a lot, or was it my mistake for taking the statement lightly?” Liya asked as she poured Jordan a third round of soup and tortillas.Ana threw them a glance. She didn’t think they would hold such a deep conversation to reach that point. So, what else had he told her? His favorite food?“I also can’t tell. A lot has happened in a blink. Maybe I have transformed, and I don’t know.” Jordan responded as he munched on his food.“But you have done a lot since last night. Throwing all those blows must have really taken a toll on you.” Liya said, looking at Jordan with admiration as he continued eating without minding anyone.“And carrying me to the hospital. I am sure I am heavy, so that might have really
“Speak, Liya! What is your problem with Ana because I have seen it. Didn’t you give me your word back at the hospital that Ana was as much welcomed here just like Mr. Jonatha and I?” Jordan questioned Liya.“And I was, Jordan. I was willing to accept her in even if I didn’t understand precisely why she had to come with us. But that was until her family followed us here and caused a terrifying scene. And now, after what has happened to Mr. Jonathan, do you still expect me to remain calm? Do you know who exactly all these people will blast if anything happens?” Liya spoke.“I will take the blame. That man is causing all this because of me. So, if anything happens, which I remember assuring you that it won’t, I will bear all the blame. So, Liya, leave Ana out of this unless you have another hidden problem with her.” Jordan explained.“You are just starting to build your trust with my people, Jordan. Are you willing to risk them seeing you as a bad guy for nothing?” Liya spoke again, and
“I am sorry, Jordan. This won’t happen again. You all can stay. I am sorry, Ana.” Liya said, looking at anything but their faces. She felt ashamed for her childish actions.“I don’t expect it to happen again, Liya. I do not want to see you and Ana fight again. Is that clear?” Jordan asked, and they both nodded their heads in agreement.Then Jordan turned to Mr. Jonathan. He had been quiet, listening to the discussion. He did not seem like he was contemplating taking Jordan and Ana’s advice to leave. Gazing at him, it was apparent what Mr. De’Luka had done was such a huge blow to him. The man was just trying to act strong.Jordan spoke. “So, Mr. Jonathan? Are you leaving?”The man shook his head as he pulled off an obviously strained smirk. It was slight, with so much concealed meaning. It was like he knew what Jordan and Ana said was true, but he was willing to defy it all and do what his heart wanted. “Naah!” He spoke.“No? But you know that that means more trouble. This man will be
“Please help us!”Jordan and his crew almost crashed into a woman outside the door with a child of around three years in her hands. The woman’s face was drenched in tears as she pleaded with Jordan, with a lot of people behind her.She handed the baby to Jordan before he could even say a word. Jordan remained cool as he assessed the girl in his hands. Her breathing was rapid. And she was burning with fever. Her eyes looked so weak.A life had been placed in his hands, which he had to save. Yet again. “What is wrong with her? What happened?” Jordan asked as he turned back into the house and placed the child on the sofa. The rest of the people also followed. They all wanted to see how he would tend to the kid.Jordan stood up and spoke. “Please, I would like to request that you all step outside. We might suffocate the child from all the concern. I would like to be left only with the girl’s mother.” He said.The people walked outside and waited patiently, although with mounting anxieties
On the ninth day, at exactly quarter past four in the evening, Jordan was checking on the last person. He was exhausted like a horse. He had checked every one of them and administered drugs for them."Like I advised every single person, cleanliness is key. Boil drinking water and leave it in a clean place to cool before taking it. Eat a balanced diet and get the prescriptions that I have written down from the drugs’ desk.” Jordan explained, handing the prescription to the young lady.“Thank you so much, sir. I know that everyone has stood in this seat with the same words, sir. Please know they all came from the deepest parts of our hearts. You have given us all your services for free, and on top of that, you even bought us medicines. You have spent your precious time doing free work for some poor people that you don’t even know. Only the gods can reward you. May you find favor and all that you yearn for in the eyes of the gods. Bless you, sir.” The kind lady stood up, ready to leave,
When everyone saw that, they all ran towards Jordan while he stood, waiting for the police to say what they wanted.“We are looking for one Jordan Rivers!” One police officer said this while holding a piece of folded white paper.All the eyes were looking at him as he spoke. What was more baffling was not how he was saying Jordan’s name but how his eyes were well fixed on Jordan as he asked the rhetorical question. It was like he knew exactly who he was looking for and was still trying to play dumb.“Who are you first?” Jordan spoke. He thought that the officer’s mission there was so urgent that he even forgot to introduce himself first.“Excuse me?” The same officer spoke again with fury, and Jordan did not blink. He added. “Are you blind? Can’t you see we are police officers?” The officer was angry—ungrounded anger.“I can see that. But still, it is protocol and a show of decency as a police officer to introduce yourself, especially when you badge into people’s houses like this.” Jo
Jordan was dragged into the police compound like a real criminal. Or even worse. The revilement and the deadly threats he had received from the police on the way were enough to kill him before he reached the station. He just could not tell why he was not trembling like a threatened person. He thanked whatever was holding his composure tight. But deep inside, he cursed those damn police officers and the damn person who had reported him.Immediately after they reached the station, he was again dragged beastly into the interrogation room. But that was not all. After being thrown into the room like a dog, he crashed on a seat, and on it, a man was perched, his back turned on Jordan. But his crash on the seat made the swivel chair rotate, revealing the man’s brutal face.“Hello, Jordan!” The man’s sickening voice echoed in the room.His voice and demeanor were cold enough to leave anyone trembling like a leave in a hurricane or a little hummingbird under the fierce gaze of a ferocious horn