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rushed seven children away in the back of a fruit truck heading in the
opposite direction.
Paraded in chains the next day before hundreds of Rwandans, witnesses
said she looked skyward and sang, ‘Whom shall I fear,’ before she was
drawn, quartered and her remains thrown to wild dogs.
None would have blamed Layla Marayika for saving herself and her
two-year-old son Moses from the treachery of Rwanda, after the loss of
Keezie. Instead, she increased her deployments including more dangerous
water runs as land escape routes were compromised one by one. Through
church and media relationships built by Operations Moses, Marayika
insisted on weathering maximum risk for those in need by corroborating
to international media contacts that not all Hutu death squad massacres
were random or unplanned. Amidst a group of 12 refugees rescued from
Rwanda, one survivor shared with Tinyuka that they saw and heard leaders
from EuroMining International direct militia death squad leaders to
specific villages and villagers whose valuable lands held natural elements,
minerals and resources ‘under the ground.’ The militiamen were paid
bounties for severing and presenting the heads of those who owned but
refused to forfeit ‘the special places.’
It wasn’t long until allegations circulated that Geneva, Switzerland based
EuroMining International financed Hutu death squads that were seizing
massacred Tutsi lands containing natural elements and resources for sale
to Peoples Republic of China brokers for profit, products and weapons
programs. With that realization, the militia manhunt for Layla Marayika,
her son Moses and her Operations Moses teammates was expanded, better
planned and armed.
Knowing her days were numbered, and only the Lake Kivu water-borne
route remaining, Layla’s last rescue was also her most valuable – Moses.
help from home
Unbeknownst to Ndara, Sean, and Sergeant Ngetti, Skye had
heard it all. He snuck out of the clinic and headed to the compound’s
communications center. Hiding behind a sliding door until the
Operation Moses radioman left for a break, Skye slipped the
charged satellite phone out of its cradle on the desk. He slinked
unnoticed down the sand path to a palm hammock on the banks
of Lake Kivu.
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