I stood anxiously at the corner as I pondered what to tell the young man if he asked why I needed the gadget he had gone to bring me.
When he emerged from an alley on Haile Selassie Road in Mombasa, John (not his real name), looked excited. “Do you have the cash?” he asked, as he led me upstairs to a dingy room packed with electronic items.
“This is what I got because you just made the order this morning,” he said as he squeezed himself inside his tiny ‘office’.
In his hands was a UV-5R Baofeng (VHF/UHF) walkie-talkie. He had taken two hours after I had asked him to get me one, through multiple referrals. It would cost me Sh5,000.
“This is so powerful, it can even infiltrate the police signals if you find someone who can help you get their frequency,” he explained as he dodged my