Chapter Fourteen
I learned later, the Italians, after getting their men out of Dire Kawa prison, had turned the place over to the Ethiopian Nationalists, who in turn contracted with Sheik Majed to run the facility for a monthly fee. This payment supposedly went toward feeding and caring for all the prisoners. However, we saw very little food, and the men received no medical attention that I knew of. The only time they let me out of my cell was to treat an Arab guard with a knife wound.
While I worked on the Arab’s arm, I pried a little information from him. Raji was alive and doing as well as the others, the man said, but no one was allowed out of their cells, and any type of communications between prisoners was strictly forbidden.
Along with a bottle of iodine from the infirmary suppli
