Land Broker in Thika Sells Same Plot Twice Then The Next Morning He Finds Himself Unable to Stand From His Chair
In Thika, I had always considered myself clever. As a land broker, I prided myself on closing deals faster than anyone else in town. Money followed, respect grew, and I felt untouchable. But greed has a way of clouding judgment.
One afternoon, I sold the same plot of land to two different buyers. At the time, it felt brilliant a way to double my profit without anyone noticing. I even boasted to a friend about my “smart move.” I never imagined the consequences waiting for me.
The next morning, I arrived at my office to check documents and payments. I sat in my chair, confident, but when I tried to stand, my legs refused to move. At first, I thought it was fatigue, or a cramp. But soon, panic took over.
My body was frozen. I could not stand, lean forward, or even lift my hands properly. Colleagues rushed to help, but nothing worked. I was trapped, humiliated, and terrified.
