On a dark moonless night filled with prowling nocturnal creatures, the red Murano jeep slowly halted at the edge of the thick forest located on the outskirts of the sleepy African village. Three men got out of the vehicle. They all wore hooded long sleeved shirts atop black jean trousers and brown jungle boots. They opened the back door of the vehicle, hauled out a medium sized body bag and placed it on
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