On Monday July 8, 1997, I was at Gate A to State House, Nairobi at 6am sharp. My early morning presence at the citadel of power was not pleasant but I had no option on this matter. Although short, the drive through the State House gardens to the parking lot turned out to be the loneliest and most agonising in my entire life.
The security detail had apparently been instructed to let me through with minimum delay. I knew I was expected but the reasons for my trip sent jitters down my spine.