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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Game Control" data-source="post: 152105" data-attributes="member: 4033">Jeff starts looking attentively to the photographs and take time to collect his thoughts before talking.-''All right, let's do this by the numbers.  This is  Captain N'Gambe.  A thug.  He controls as if it was his personal kingdom and nobody in Harare is doing squat about it.  Binga isn't exactly a rich and politically important area, and N'gambe must have some connection, perhaps even some blackmail material on the officer above him in the food chain.  His Schick is running a protection racket.  He takes a cut in everything going on in his territory, and I mean everything.  This ain't New York, you can't make much money collecting protection money from small businesses.  His main money cows are the smuggling operations and the humanitarian organizations.  I kid you not!  He's really milking Medecin Sans Frontière and other similar outfits.  Well, actually he's milking the people working there.  To make it more tolerable, he does provide some services for the people there.  He organize and insure the safety of the smugglers doing the Lake Kariba run and take his cut in nature; drug, porn and even girls.  Then he proposes these services to the occidentals working around here for humanitarians organizations.  He doesn't take no for an answer, though.  Whether you want his products or not, you better cough up the taxes requested by his men.  Hard foreign currencies are the only thing with any real value in this country.  He craves American dollar and Euro as if it were gold.''He looks at CPG-''Hum, he looks familiar, but I can't place him.  Sorry, I draw a blank.''Of course, Luddite already knows this is one of N'Gambe's soldier.  Jeff than take a look at Alexandre Beaujolais. -''Never seen him.''Jeff now turns his attention to Antoine Gournay-''That's doctor Gournay, a senior manager at the MSF base camp.  I met him once when I was reviewing the area.  An elderly french gantleman.  He knows what's what around the area.  It's pretty obvious he has an understanding with N'Gambe since he uses all his weight in the organisation to maintain the statu quo.I'm not too sure about his character.  He's about sixty, personnaly wealthy and he's still spending 10 months a year in this hole; one would think that he must sincerely wish to help the locals!  And yet I'm not so sure.  He's too cynical for my taste.  Perhaps he's getting something from his position in MSF that's not immediatelt apparent.  Or perhaps he just learned to compromise.  Several of the people working there are surprisingly practical for a bunch of idealist.  My instinct tells me he's crooked, though.  Might be wrong, maybe I'm getting old (he shrugs)''He turns his attention to Armstrong.  He frowns in concentration and look really unsure of himself when he finally speaks up.  -''He looks vaguely familiar but...  hum, no.  No, I don't think I've ever seen him.''</blockquote>

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