Another day and everyone in the Purser’s camp should be recovered enough to travel.
Everyone, that is, except that ex-army surgeon. He died. Shriveled away to nothing during the night.
The Purser now believes he was working against us and was the one behind all their losses, including his daughter Retha.
When I sensed that our friend was slipping away to a very dark place, Elijah and I took him and his wife aside to comfort them.
At the last, Elijah was able to convince them that in no manner were they responsible for the dead man’s perfidy.
Afterwards I joined Mawuli at his sentry station and helped him through this renewal of grief by simply standing with him.