Men in red hats were chasing him and Baba. The two of them beat desperately on the door of a wooden house. Someone who looked like Karanja opened it, then shut it in their faces, shouting ‘Traitors!’. The men in red hats were about to grab them when Mugo opened his eyes. He was hunched up in the back seat of the bwana’s car with Baba gripping his arm, telling him to get up. The car was steamed up and stank of stale cigarettes. Mathew was curled up at the other end of the seat. He seemed to be still asleep. When Baba opened the door, Mugo scrambled out, gulping in the fresh morning air. It was still totally dark down in the gorge while up ahead, above the slope, the sky showed the first signs of light. Bwana Grayson was standing beside the car, his revolver in one hand and a piece of paper in the other. ‘Mugo, I want you to run to the inspector bwana as fast as you can! Show the guards at the gate that you have this message from me. Tell them to take you to the inspector bwana straight away.
