The Continental Reconnaissance

The morning sun cast long shadows across Mombasa's bustling streets as Amani and Malik made their way toward the imposing structure of the Mombasa Continental Hotel.

The gleaming glass and concrete building stood in stark contrast to the surrounding colonial architecture, a modern monument to luxury and power in the heart of the coastal city.

For Amani, it represented something far more ominous. The venue for Jumaane's meeting with his mysterious investors, and potentially, the place where plots against his family's land would be hatched and sealed.

"Are you sure about this?" Malik asked, his voice low despite the cacophony of traffic and street vendors surrounding them. "If your uncle spots you..."

"He won't," Amani replied with more confidence than he felt. His [Unshakable Mentality (S)] was being tested in ways far different from the pressures of an Eredivisie match. "Besides, we're not going inside. We just need a vantage point."