The phone vibrated in her pocket. He felt it too. She tensed, wishing deep down that he wouldn't get the idea of asking who had texted. A part of her whispered silently it must have been Devin, he was fond of texting lately. She regretted giving him her number now because if Charles found out, he would be outraged. But Devin was such a smooth talker, she enjoyed reading the texts he sent randomly through the day. She quickly grabbed his hand that was dangerously near the phone in her trousers pocket, and pulled it up to her waist. Her lips searched for his and they interlocked in a passionate kiss, clouding everything else.

When four dead bodies are found dumped in an alley one October morning in Nairobi Kahawa West, DI Roger Brown Nderitu embarks on a journey to uncover the mystery of the deaths. His investigations set him on a trail of an underground drug cartel headed by a ruthless devil code-named Lucky Quinn, this merciless breed of traffickers is no joke for Roger Brown. Join bestseller author Marvin Murimi in this detective thriller as he puts out the best and worst sides of modern-day criminal activities. With Brown battling the unexpected loss of his wife to a car accident, his uncontrollable drinking, and the unquenchable thirst of the cartels' leader for human body parts, will he make it to the sunset strip?

The night had an eerie silence unlike any other night I had experienced before. It was once of those nights that neither the moon nor the stars shone above, and I could feel that not only my shadow which hd deserted me, but also luck.