The Accidental Further Adventures of the Hundred-Year-Old Man

Kenya

‘No one is perfect, especially not me,’ Allan apologized.

Meitkini and Sabine had called him into the camp office and asked him to explain a deposit of eighty thousand euros from Germany into the camp’s account. Allan explained that he had kindly asked Chancellor Merkel for aid equalling the cost of the soil he had purchased. And that in her genuine benevolence she had granted it.

‘But isn’t eighty thousand ten times more than the soil cost?’ Sabine asked.

‘Yes, so I’ve understood. There are so terribly many zeros in the Kenyan currency that I must have been completely flummoxed.’

‘Are you telling the truth now, Allan?’ Sabine asked sternly. ‘You can’t just go around cheating the Chancellor of Germany out of money.’

At that moment, Julius entered the room. He heard the last bit. ‘Why not?’ he said. ‘What’s going on?’