Aruba. Amsterdam Manor Beach Resort HotelThe election was over, the votes had been counted and the result announced. Although a late candidate, Karuku had timed his entry to perfection. He strode in front of the cheering spectators and smiled indulgently. “It is time,” he yelled holding up Joseph’s hand. “The Opposition has conceded, the day is ours.” He paused, his voice drowned out by the tumultuous cheering, then strode confidently forward holding his hands aloft. "We have won and its time to move forwards across all the South Caribbean islands. Our message is striking home to the people and with Joseph here as my deputy we will prevail. I see many worried suits in front of me my friends; they are the big men, the powerful oil barons who rape our country. This message is for them. You m
