“I Trusted You Like Family,” He Cried — But the Night the Truth Came Out, Everyone in the Room Realized He Had Been Betrayed for Years
I am Daniel Otieno, and for many years I believed loyalty was something you earned by giving it first. I grew up in Kisumu, near the calm waters of Lake Victoria, where everyone knew everyone.
My mother sold fish at Kibuye Market, and my father taught me that a man’s word should be stronger than his signature. When I moved to Nairobi, I carried those lessons with me. I worked hard, trusted deeply, and opened my heart to people I believed would never hurt me. I did not know that the same trust would slowly become the knife used against me.
I am the man who started a small logistics company with nothing but hope and a borrowed motorbike. Nairobi was loud, fast, and unforgiving, but I loved it. I slept in a tiny bedsitter in South B, woke up before dawn, and rode across the city delivering parcels.
