Harry grew quiet and gulped more coffee as he surveyed the landscape. Perhaps hoping to relieve the tension he’d inadvertently created but also to regale his listeners, Joseph added his narration to the journey.
After they’d been northbound along the coast for about an hour, they entered the outskirts of Mombasa and wended their way through surface streets toward the embarkation point for the car ferry at Likoni. The city is both a natural deep-water port and an island. On the north side, modern bridges connect it to the upscale suburbs of Nyali and Bamburi on the mainland. But here on the south, the only way to cross without taking the long way around through backroads is to queue up for the ferry.
It was now just after daylight, and there were about twenty cars and trucks in front of t
