Betrayal in the city it is. Bishop Margret Wanjiru thought she was an insider until she found herself in the cold. Neither her politician blanket not her priestly duvet could cover her. The public would expect that if the rescue call she makes as a politician does not go through, the one she makes as a priest certainly would. But this double-edged sword could not cut - it has lost its sharpness.
This was that one day in life when all goes wrong - her colleagues and bosses were unreachable. While calls to points of power remained busy, the government boys on the ground were busy on duty. No call came to call them off. The honourable bishop's double-edged identity - bishop and honourable - was not strong enough to help her. When she expected to withdraw a dividend from her investment in the government of the day, the cheque bounced. She was exposed to the public, her fellow pastors and church workers as helpless. Humiliation par excellence.