The Baraka Diamond

Chapter 6

Mapute started to feel new pain when the pig
started on his other hand and now he was starting to feel weak.
But that did not stop Tar hitting his hand.
Mapute fainted again and he was out for fifteen minutes this time and when he woke up he saw both hands and he knew that he would never be able to use his hands again.
This seemed to make him more determined not to give in to them.
He was in a daze but when he felt Tar pulling his pants down he groaned.
Tar said. ‘Come on man tell us what we want to know.’
With his speech slurred Mapute said? ‘Go to hell you monster.’
But in answer to that Tar hit Marpute on his left knee.
Mapute shouted. ‘Oh my god give me peace.’
But Tar said. ‘You won't beat me now tell me where is the diamond.’
No answer again.
Tar hit Mapute on the other knee. Now Marpute was hanging on the ropes around his body.
Mapute fell unconscious again.
Tar sat down on the grass and started to smoke the cigar that he had used on Marpute.
After ten minutes Smith said come on Tar we have to get him to talk, but do you think we should dress some of his injuries he does not look too good to me.’
‘Oh some of these black boys could stand up to more than that they are made of steel.
Tar got to his feet and picked up Mapute by the chin but there was no sign of life in his face.
He put his hand on Marpute’ neck and he could not find a pulse; he turned to face Smith and said. ‘He is a goner Mr Smith.’
Smith said. ‘Oh no we had better get a hold of his brother in London now.’
They left Mapute’s body still tied to the tree.
His body hung there for three days and it was found by a couple out with their dog.
The barman had phoned the police about Marpute not coming back for his things.
But the police said that if nobody had phoned about him then maybe he was not missing and he had a reason for leaving his gear behind and told the barman to hang on to his gear for a while.
Then when his body was found the police went through his gear that he had left in