For months, Beatrice Naliaka, a 34‑year‑old businesswoman from Bungoma Town, had been living with a strange fear she couldn’t explain. Every night she locked her doors twice, checked her windows three times, and kept her phone under her pillow.
She wasn’t the kind of woman who scared easily, but recently, something had shifted. Even her closest friends noticed she had become jumpy, distracted, and unusually quiet.
Her troubles began when her timber business suddenly started booming, attracting attention she never asked for. Competitors who had ignored her for years began showing up at her shop pretending to greet her, asking too many questions, and leaving with suspicious smiles.
At first, she brushed it off as normal competition—until she started receiving calls from hidden numbers.
At night, someone would walk around her compound, stepping on dry leaves slowly, intentionally. She felt watched. Hunted.…CONTINUE READING.
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