Chapter Twelve
For more than three hundred kilometres of driving, Brutch, Turley and Hassen tried to forget about the misery they have left behind in Walikale. The thought of seeing patients going through pain and not having access to treatment was torturing Brutch but there was nothing he could do. Especially since his opinion on traditional healing was different from anyone from Walikale.
For now, they were focused on what was next to come with the specimens they had collected.
All of them were confident and strongly believed that the specimens collected were going to lead them to a new finding.
Anya was tired, with the motion of the vehicle, Hassen and Turley were falling asleep. Brutch was struggling to close his eyes, he tried to take a nap, but it wasn’t not for long. He was awok
