22 September
Through an intermediary and careful precautions, Charles Owija arrived at General N’Dofa residence, a small and dirty looking brick building. Shown inside it was clear that the General was not living a luxurious life as the furnishings were sparse, but he did seem amply protected by his bodyguards. He had not seen the General for at least six years and he looked older and thinner as he walked towards to greet him, clasping his hands with both of his.
“My good friend Charles, so good to see you, come have a seat and lets talk. How is your wife?”
Once the pleasantries had been dispensed with and some cool drinks brought to the table the two men were left to talk.
“You are not an easy man to find, General,” Charles laughed, “I had to scour half of East African to find you.”
The General shrugged as he took a slug of gin, “I am a wanted man with a price on my head, fifty thousand Dollars at the last count, the English hounded me out of the Sudan but thankfully my new hosts are not so inclined to bother as long as they get paid enough.”
Charles began to outline his reason for being here, “You know the Dutch King stole our Army? He considers us a mere appendix of the Netherlands. We told him where to stick his plans to give us sham rights to vote in his Parliament. Now we want to tell him where to stick his Army and his rule. With cooperation we could both have our nations back.”
The General pondered and stroked his beard, “Your brother sent his troops against me Charles, you know that hurt me very deeply. He could have joined forces with me then and we would have crushed the Dutch,” his fist hit the arm of the chair to make his point.
“Well he had no choice, the Dutch had pressure on us and we feared a revolt within our own ranks, and it’s not like you warned us of your plans.” Charles was stung by the criticism but he couldn’t deny that they had been happy not to upset the situation at the time, “you have few men General, we can provide ample men and arms and the Dutch purges of the Ubangi Army did not remove all those who would still be loyal to you.”
N’Dofa pondered on it silently a moment before he broke into a wide grin, “I have a plan already in mind Charles, I did not just invest in rifles. I met a man from Nigeria and he proved very useful in acquiring for me copper mine shares, allowing me to supplement my income and slip my own men as mercenary guards across the border. But we must co-ordinate a plan to act together, I need to get rid of that Limbani fool and get him out of the way in a way that won’t create any fuss.”
Charles nodded and smiled, “that can be arranged easily.”
N’Dofa shook his head, “a corpse can sometimes cause too much trouble, I have a better idea in mind,” he took a slip of paper from his shirt pocket and unfurled it, “do you think this would be suitable?”
Charles smiled, “It seems possible, I think I know when this could be carried out most easily.”
The two men laughed and shook hands.
24 September
Car body builders Pennock B.V. have been awarded the Scheveningen Bodywork Concours for their design for the Pennock Healey sports car.
28 September
The first Tulip Rally (Tulpenrallye) has been held today. Competitors came from across Europe. The winner was British driver Ken Wharton with his navigator Cooke in a Ford Anglia.