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place, Joseph, I assure you. I would go myself if I could. I take my time off there, you know.”
    â€œI didn’t know. Perhaps you would ask the director if you could take my place.”
    â€œHe has called me for a meeting just now. I will see what it is he wishes. Why don’t you hang around a bit and see?”
    The director’s door swung open and the director’s secretary waved Modise in. The door closed behind Modise, leaving him alone with the director.
    â€œModise, have a seat,” the director said without looking up or taking his eyes from the slim file on the desk in front of him. Modise sat. He knew better than to speak. The director would tell him why he’d been summoned soon enough. His chair was not close enough to the desk for him to make out what the file concerned, but he thought he caught the name Sanderson in the middle of a sentence. So, what had the lovely game ranger gotten into now? The director spun the folder around and motioned for Modise to pull his chair up and look. There was not much to see. Sanderson had found some body parts in the Chobe National Park. Nothing new there. She had found a skull and, as usual, refused to leave it at that. Instead, she had taken it on herself to scour the rest of the park for more evidence of mayhem and murder. Modise smiled. He knew this woman and realized she had not changed much in spite of his constant urging to stay with her job and leave policing to the police. “Stay in your lane,” he’d said the last time they’d spoken.
    The director drummed his fingers on the desk. He lit a cigarette, stared at it in disgust, and then snuffed it out. “You have worked with this Sanderson person in the past. Am I correct in thinking this?” The director fixed Modise with his laser look. It meant that Modise would be wasting his time skirting questions of any sort from this point forward.
    â€œYes, sir.”
    â€œMore than just work with her, I am told.”
    â€œShe is a…friend, sir.”
    â€œA friend? Yes. Well, that is good. My spies tell me she also oversteps her duties and sometimes anticipates the Superintendent of Police in Kasane.”
    â€œAnticipates? Ah yes, perhaps so. She has a curious nature, sir.” He could not be certain but Modise thought he saw a smile flit across the director’s face. It did not last long enough for him to estimate its significance.
    â€œA curious nature. Very well put, Modise. Well, to the point. I am sending Ikanya up there to liaise with this Mwambe person.”
    â€œSir, I…”
    â€œYes?”
    â€œSorry, nothing. You were saying Joseph is to go to Kasane and work with Superintendent Mwambe.”
    â€œPrecisely. My reading on both of them is that they are not the quickest baboons in the congress, if you follow. I want Ikanya to spend his time diverting the superintendent while you sort out this business in the park. The news services have not yet tumbled to the fact that the park has become a graveyard for our less than noble citizens and it is important that they never do. We depend on a thriving tourist business up there in the Okavango Delta and in the Chobe.”
    â€œYes, sir. Ah, you were aware Ikanya’s wife is due to have their first baby soon. I think he worries he will not be available to—”
    â€œIs that what he told you? The woman is in her seventh month. She will not surprise him anytime soon and I need his inept presence in the Chobe. Now, you also know we have suborned a Russian national into our service?”
    â€œYuri Greshenko, yes.”
    â€œYou will run him. The deal we have with Mr. Greshenko is, he works for us and he doesn’t get deported to Russia. His choices are not good and he will not be happy, but he knows we have him.”
    â€œThen you believe the Russian Bratva is, in fact, making a play into the Chobe?”
    â€œWe are sure of it. This man Lenka has sent his scouts. They