THE TWELVE-Season 3,episode 7

In Rwanda, Ken and Zodiac lived with their assistants in a camp like Michael and Shelly. They were accepted into the camp by the owner Wangshari who treated with respect and ordered his few staffs to feed them well. But they noticed that their English was not being understood by the people around them and most of people were Islam. In Rwanda, some of the elderly people were educated but the children could barely speak in a language Ken and his team could understand. They had one dominant religion, Islamism. It was only in Rwanda that some of the people recognized Ken and Zodiac as the twelve.

In Sudan, Cindy and her team had succeeded in convincing Samar to let them stay in his house for the time they were going to spend in Sudan. Samar was an old bachelor who didn’t marry for his own reasons, he had a three room flat which he inherited from his late parents, they opted to pay him every month and equally to take care of their feeding and other needs. Cindy was sitting on the step outside the dusty yard, feeling worried about something. Maxwell met her outside.

“What’s going on?” Maxwell asked.

“I’m worried,” she said.

“What about,” he sat.

“Can’t get in touch with the others,”

“Yeah, couldn’t sleep well last night just thinking about it.”

“I wonder how they are doing right now, were they welcomed well.”

“We just have to keep trying. I’m sure they are also trying and worried about us.”

She took a deep breath. “What are we going to do in Sudan?”

“We can’t know until we’ve gone around and see the people, get to know them a little.”

“I’m glad you are here, you know a whole lot of African culture.”

“Yeah but not on all African countries, we just need to get acquainted with the place and the people, know their needs and know how to serve them.”

“Can we do that today?” she asked.

“We can do that right now. It’s the dry season here and the sun is usually hot.”

“You mean we can’t walk in it?”

“Just preparing your mind, wear something long to avoid burns. I will get the others.”

“Please get me something long,”

“Okay,” Maxwell went inside.

Back in New York, Jan was resting in her apartment with the joy of being a part of the lives of the people she had always dreamed of. She had left them couple of mails awaiting their reply with great anticipation that they are doing fine. She had a long swim that afternoon and was now resting on a white arm chair beside the pool. She was most surprised when she heard the voice of a man she had come to despise. She opened her eyes to see Randy standing next to her.

“Randy,” She called as she sat up.

“I just greeted.” He smiled.

“What are you doing here?” she became defensive.

She saw him smile, his cheeks widen and then he laughed.

“Get out of my house,”

“Not so fast Jan,”

“Randy I won’t hesitate to call the cops on you,”

“And what will be my crime, visiting an ex employee?”

“What do you want?” she didn’t shout but her voice was firm.

“I didn’t come to kill you as punishment for what you did so don’t be scared.”

“You know maybe I’m scared, I’m terrified. If you can threaten kids with a gun what’s to stop you from killing me? Is it worthy Randy, for me to just welcome you into my house, you want me to run and hug you, pour you a glass of champagne and celebrate your freedom?”

“You are glad I lost everything right? So you finally became a loving mother to the twelve,”

“I’m glad they got to trust me, not at your favor,”

Randy looked into her eyes, she was beautiful but nothing compared to what he had to do with her.

“It’s not yet over Jan because Randy is not completely fallen. I came to ask you to come back and let’s work together; I forgive you for the betrayal.”

“Sorry Randy, I’m already hired.”

“Who hired you?”

“None of your business so get out of my house now,”

Randy looked at her again and said. “We will see,” then he left. Jan knew he was up to no good, she immediately thought of meeting Chris to warn him about Randy.

Duncan was with Chris in his house; they had settled their differences and were more like brothers now. They shared coffee together.

“I met Randy the other day,” Duncan said sipping his coffee slowly.

“You did what?” Chris dropped his cup.

“I know shouldn’t have gone there but he helped me at least get to where I am today, if he never took me in I might never had met the twelve.”

“Yeah but we now know who he truly is so we have to keep a distant relationship with Randy, very distant one.”

“I know,”

Jan walked in on them, she looked terrified and provoked.

“Jan, are you okay?” Chris asked as she sat down.

“You look like someone was chasing you,”

“He came to my house,” she said.

“Who did?” Chris asked.

“Randy,”

“What? They both exclaimed.

“What did he want?” Duncan asked. “Did he come to hurt you because of what you did to him?”

“No, he came to ask me to work with him,”

“And what is he planning to do, what kind of work?” Chris asked.

“I don’t know but I sensed something very fishy about him. Randy is planning something bad again.”

“He said he was going to sell the company and pursue his dream.” Duncan said.

“What is he dream?” Jan asked.

“I don’t know,” he replied.

“I remember him telling me he wants to get his hands on the twelve’s treasure, he thinks the twelve has a hidden treasure somewhere.”

“Is that why he went after them that night?” Duncan asked.

“Yeah, maybe he was thinking that’s where they hid the treasure.” Chris replied. “I hope this is not the dream he was talking about,”

“We need to keep an eye on Randy,” Jan said.

“I will do that, don’t worry about it.” Duncan said and sipped his coffee.

“You sure,” Chris looked at him.

“Yeah, I won’t want him trying to hurt the twelve again.”

Jan felt relaxed. “Can I get a cup?”

“Yeah sure, go serve yourself,” Chris told her. “You are no stranger to this house are you?”

“I know my way around,” she smiled, stood up and headed for the kitchen.