Here, everyone is always looking for their big break. People
are always looking for someone else to pay for their lunch. I overheard in Café
Javas the other day, one lady commenting to her friend, “Where is the money
from the sale of your Mother’s house?” As in, that should take care of lunch,
right? Not so fast.
In the process of seeing the inside workings of the mining
land my husband’s family owns, I have learned first hand how the owners of this
cursed property rarely see a cent. So, someone has found minerals worth mining!
Excellent! Everyone starts to imagine how they might profit from this. When my
husband told me this, I said, “Managing that project sounds like a good way to
get killed!”
This week has been a case in point. Two people have been
killed within the space of a week. One of them, a young man, was the son of a
tenant. The other was a tenant. The young man was hacked to death with a machete.
Money and the greed for money was involved. The young man’s friend was taken
into custody. It was found out that the young man’s friend had stolen a
motorcycle from 80 miles away and had brought it to the mine to help him make
money. He became the primary suspect until the dead young man’s mother went to
a witch doctor to purchase a spell to “kill the case.” The witch doctor went to
the police and now the mother is also in custody.
The other individual who died was a male tenant who was either
poisoned or died from juju, as the report says.
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