Confessions of a Bodaboda: The Untold Stories of the Road's True Kings They Carry Your Secrets, Your Cargo, Your Children, and Your Shame. And They Never Forget. What they don't tell you about the bodaboda: They know who sleeps with whom. They know who steals from whom. They know who is lying and who is telling the truth. They know the secrets that could destroy you. And they will tell them. For a price. Or for a drink. Or for the simple pleasure of watching you squirm. What you will discover in these pages: How a politician sent a bodaboda to fetch his mistress—and discovered she was his own daughter. How a preacher's daughter was not at Bible study—she was at a secret hotel room, delivered by the same rider who picked her up every week. How a schoolgirl was impregnated three times by the man who delivered her to school every morning—and her parents still wave at him. How the bodaboda control the local economy, fix prices, and run the most successful contraband delivery service in the region. How they transport weapons, fighters, and secrets—and have no regrets. Praise for this book (mostly from the riders themselves): "Mwizi wa Hadithi has stolen our stories. He has carried them with him. He has shared them with the world. But he has not betrayed us. He has kept our secrets. He is a brother. He is a keeper. He is... everything." — Omosh, The Chairman "I told him everything. The schoolgirl. The abortions. The baby. He wrote it all down. He changed my name. He protected my identity. But he told the truth. The truth that cannot be printed. The truth that can only be told." — Odhiambo, The Rider "This book will destroy families. This book will destroy careers. This book will destroy governments. Read it carefully. You might recognize yourself in these pages. You might recognize your neighbor. Your politician. Your preacher. Your friend. Your enemy. Because the bodaboda know everyone. And now, you know them." — Maina, The Fixer Final word of advice (free of charge, but you'll owe him a favour): "The bodaboda know everything. They are everywhere. They are the spine of the nation. Without them, nothing moves. With them, everything moves. And they never, ever forget." — Mwizi wa Hadithi Now open this book. The first confession awaits.