The Visitor ArrivesAcouple of days after the fax with the news of his impending visit, Conner Jackson arrived. I was washing Roland's Jeep when a shiny new Land Cruiser drove up the driveway. I was on my way up to Roland's office before it came to a stop.
“Mr. Roland,” I said catching my breath. “A big car just arrived. A driver with two men. One black, one white.”
“Thanks Kwame,” replied Roland as he got up to go downstairs and meet the guests. “Please come along, I'd like your help with the bags.”
As Roland came outside, he recognized the well-dressed black man as Leon Djedje, the Minister of Energy and Mines. He hadn't met the other man who was tall and broad shouldered, with disheveled sandy reddish hair and a three-day beard. He looked to be about thirty-five years old and Roland c
