I met the Jackal again today. Yesterday’s encounter with Mbantuwe gave me pause, just as he intended. And while I don’t wish to bait him, I won’t let threats get in the way of my goal. And that is to bring news of this conflict to the world.
I’ve made efforts to stay off people’s radar here, but today I wasn’t so lucky.
While walking through town to meet some refugees bound for the border, a covered rover pulled up alongside me, the windows tinted. A stocky man stepped out in front of me, opened the rear door and gestured for me to enter.
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