CAMPUS MOMENTS
During a Covid-19-imposed lockdown with strict stay-at-home regulations, the last thing one wants is boredom. Neither do I and that is the reason why we bring you content that is tailored to suit your reading needs. As a month-ender, (or month starter) we will be giving you a double header of profiles with effect from […]
by K Cheryl Mwanza | Episode #13 What is this about exactly?” “We just want to talk, Mrs. Mtandwa.” Detective Sergeant Brandon Makiwa said as he gathered his hands on the table in the conference room. “Call me Jaylee.” She said quickly. “What is it you want to talk about?” “Your fight with Debra-“ “Why?” […]
by K Cheryl Mwanza | Episode #12 Nyasha Mtandwa nodded his head as the last of the board members exited his office. As if he didn’t already have a headache over the shaky nature of his marriage and how that could bring down his entire empire, Debra had turned up dead. Murdered even. He felt […]
by K Cheryl Mwanza | Episode #11 Cynthia Mare walked into the Homicide Department. She peeked into the working area, and locked eyes with Detective Inspector Qiniso Dhlamini. She swallowed hard as she began to walk toward the detective who was holding a rag in one hand, and a mighty marker in another. Her eyes […]
by K Cheryl Mwanza | Episode #10 “Aren’t you kids supposed to be in school?” Detective Chief Inspector Tanaka Dube asked as she opened the door to the Conference room. Inside was Celeste May and Danai Chaurukwa, their wonder kids, two high school students that were assisting the literature part of their homicide investigation. Two […]
by K Cheryl Mwanza | Episode #8 Cynthia Mare made herself a cup of tea but hardly touched it. She placed it gently on a glass dining room table then curled up into a ball on a sofa that directly faced the table. She looked around her dining room, it wasn’t bad for someone as […]
by K Cheryl Mwanza| Episode #7 Detective Chief Inspector Tanaka Dube along with Detective Mudiwa Chiwenga arrived at the Harare Project Newspaper Headquarters on Jason Moyo Avenue. The editor was pacing to and fro and it was clear from his movements the man was anxious and under a lot of stress. It was to be […]
by K Cheryl Mwanza| Episode #6 Detective Sergeant Brandon Makiwa sat across from Mrs. Ziko in one of the interview rooms. The woman was hardly startled by her niece dying, or maybe she was just good at masking her feelings. Either way the detective was about to find out. He cleared his throat, she looked […]
by K Cheryl Mwanza| Episode #5 Gloria Vanhuvangu looked out the window, came back to her sofa then thirty seconds later she was up on her feet again and looking out the window. Some called it a mother’s intuition, she called it the ancestor’s warning, but whatever it was, it was telling her that her […]
by K Cheryl Mwanza| Episode #4 “What do you have then?” Dube asked as she sat on a desk closest to the white board. Celeste had a black marker in one hand and was standing before the board. Danai stood next to her and when everyone’s attention was on them, he cleared his voice then […]