Killing Sahara - Mũkoma wa Ngũgĩ

O SAID IT FIRST: "This man has many secrets to tell."
He pointed at the man's face – the half smile left on it suggested to me triumph at being discovered.

That was the point of Ngong Forest – a corpse left there sent a message.

In the United States, there's the Nevada desert – and football stadiums, if you count Jimmy Hoffa. In Kenya, if someone with enough credibility told you that he or she was going to send you to Ngong, you had better back down unless you could get them there first…

When a body is discovered half-eaten by animals in Ngong Forest, Ishmael Fofona – the world-weary US detective – and O – his irrepressible Kenyan counterpart – are called in as consultants by the Kenyan police. For this body is not any body. Not anybody at all, in fact. The forest is notorious as a place of execution – the great and the not so good of the Kenyan underworld almost always eventually wash up there with a bullet in them – but none of the crime bosses are MIA and no one seems to know anything about the body in Ngong. What starts out as a simple case of identifying a corpse will lead Ishmael and O across continents and deep into a plot to destabilize an entire nation.