Leopard Hunts in Darkness - Smith Wilbur - Страница 169

Sarah and Sally-Anne had not seen each other for almost five months, and they embraced like sisters and then went into a huddle in a corner of the private lounge, trying to catch up with each other's news in the first thirty seconds, ignoring everybody else.

Tungata and Craig were more restrained.

"I feel so guilty, Pupho five months. It was too long."

"I know how they have kept you busy," Craig forgave him. "And I have been jumping about myself. Last time I saw you was in Washington-"

"Nearly a month of talks with the American State Department," Tungata nodded, 'and then here in New York with the Zimbabwe ambassador and the World Bank.

There is so much to tell, that I don't know where to begin."

"All right, as a start," Henry Pickering suggested, "tell him about the dispensation that you prised out of the Zimbabwe government."

"That's a good start," Tungata agreed. "First of all, my conviction and sentence under the poaching charge have been set aside "Sam, that's the very least they could do-"

"That's for starters," Tungata smiled and clasped his arm.

"That confession that you signed for Fungabera has been declared void, as it was obtained under duress. The order declaring you an enemy of the state and people has been rescinded, the sale of Rholands" shares to Peter Fungabera.

has been declared null and void. King's Lynn and Zambezi Waters revert to you." Craig stared at him wordlessly as he went on, "The prime minister has accepted that all the acts of violence committed by either of us were acts of self-defence, everything from your killing of the Third Brigade troopers who were pursuing you on the Botswana border to the theft of the Super Frelon helicopter, and he has issued a full pardon-" Craig merely shook his head.

"Then the Third Brigade has been withdrawn from Matabeleland. It has been disbanded and integrated into the regular army, the pogrom against my people has been called Off, and independent observers have been allowed into the Matabele tribal areas to "monitor the peace"." "That's the best news yet, Sam."

"Still more still More," Tungata assured him. "My Zimbabwe citizenship Aid passport have been returned to me. I am allowed t(f return home, with the assurance that there will be no check placed on my political activities.

The government is to consider a referendum on instituting a form of federal autonomy for the Matabele people, and, in return, I am to use all my influence to convince the armed dissidents to come in from the bush and surrender their weapons under general amnesty."

"It's all that you have been working towards congratulations, Sam, I really mean that." only with your help." Tungata turned to Henry Pickering. "Can I tell him about Lobengula's Fire!"

"Wait!" Henry Pickering took both their arms and turned them towards the dining-room. "Let's start lunch first." The dining room was panelled in light oak, a perfect frame for the set of five Remington paintings of the old west that decorated three walls. The fourth wall was an enormous picture window that looked out across the city and Central Park. The curtains were open.

From the head of the table Henry smiled down at Craig.

41 though t we had better pull out all the stops," and he showed Craig the wine label.

"Wow! The'61."

"Well, it's not every day that I entertain the current number one best selling author-"

"Yes, isn't it wonderful!" Sally-Anne cut in. "Craig was number one in the New York Times the very first week of publication!" 1Y.1hat about the T! deal?"Tungata asked.

"It's no t signed yet," Craig demurred.

"But my information is that it soon will be," said Henry, as he filled the wineglasses. "Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the toast: Craig Mellow's latest opus, and its long ride at the top." They drank, laughing and festive, and Craig protested with his glass untouched. "Come on! Give me a toast that I can drink as well."

"Here it is!" Henry Pickering held up his glass again.

Tobengula's Fire! Now you can tell him."

"If those two women will stop chattering for ten seconds" Not fair!" Sally-Anne protested. "We never chatter, we seriously debate." Tungata smiled at her as he went on, "As you know, Henry arranged for Lobengula's diamonds to be placed in safe-keeping and for them to be appraised. Harry Winston's top men have vetted them and come up with an estimate-2

"Tell usi'Sally'Anne called. "How much?"

"As you know the diamond market is in a very serious depression at the moment stones selling for seventy thousand dollars two years ago are fetching only twenty thousand-"

"Come on, Sam, don't tease us!"

"All right, Winston's have valued the collection at six hundred million dollars-2 Everybody spoke at once and it took a while for Tungata to regain the floor.

"As we all agreed from the beginning, the diamonds are to be placed in a trust fund, and I am going to ask Craig to be one of the trustees."

"I accept."

"However, fourteen of the stones have already been sold.

I authorized the deal and the proceeds from it were five million dollars. The entire amount has been handed over to the World Bank in complete discharge of capital and interest on the loan inde to Craig. Tungata drew an envelope from his inside pocket. "Here is the receipt, Pupho, your share of Lobengula's Fire. You are free and clear of all debt now. King's Lynn and Zambezi Waters are yours." Craig turned the envelope between his fingers, staring at Tungata, struck dumbllad Tungata's smile faded as he leaned towards him A spoke seriously. "In return, there is one thing I would ask from you, Pupho."