KUMASI JULY 1873
Jack"s first impression was of a large open chamber, with a tall Ashanti warrior staring down at him, and then Kumi Okese stepped close, with Akron at his side.
“These are Kumi Okese"s words, Major Windrush, not mine,” Akron sounded almost apologetic.
“Just translate honestly,” Jack rose to his feet, dusting himself down. When two white-striped warriors levelled their muskets, Kumi Okese gestured them back.
“Kumi says that if it were up to him, he would decapitate you right away and decorate the walls of his house with your head,” Akron said. “You are fortunate that the king wishes you to live.”
Jack nodded. “Tell Kumi Okese that I appreciate the kindness of the Asantahene and his loyalty to the king"s wishes.”
Kumi Okese glowered at Jack as Akron translated the word
