*Shadows of the City* _EPISODE 5: "Nairobi Vengeance"_ ~Nairobi Southern Bypass, 5:23 AM~ The headlights slice through morning fog. Andy’s face is bruised. Zawadi is quiet beside him, wrapped in a black shawl. Blood crusts on her lip. The city skyline appears in the distance a beast waiting for its next sacrifice. Andy (gripping the wheel): Back in Nairobi. Where sins wear suits and devils speak English. Zawadi (muttering): And where dying in silence is cheaper than justice. ~Karen, Governor Taptengele’s Mansion: 6:00 AM~ Governor Taptengele stands barefoot in his living room. A large flat screen replays the sex tape of Linda and Andy. His advisors and bodyguards stand in silence. Taptengele (icy calm): Find me the man who took this footage. And the one inside her. Musa (advisor): That man is Andy. The fixer from Eldoret. Same one who leaked your shell accounts. Same one Bianca used to ruin Okello. Taptengele breathes out slowly, crushing a glass in his hand. Blood drips onto the carpet. Taptengele: Then I want Nairobi to bleed for every orgasm that boy caused. ~Westlands, Andy’s New Hideout: 9:00 AM~ Inside a dimly lit apartment with blackout curtains and tangled wires, Andy lays out blueprints on a table. Zawadi leans against the doorframe with a coffee in hand. Zawadi: We exposed their corruption. You got your revenge. What now? Andy (studying a map of city utilities): We bring the city to its knees. Not with bullets... with the truth. Then we feed them their own lies. Zawadi (sarcastic): And after that? Presidential bid? Andy (smirks): No. I'm more of a shadow government type. ~CBD, Serena Hotel: 12:30 PM~ Bianca sits across from journalist Cynthia Omari, wearing sunglasses and a trembling smile. A flash disk sits between them. Bianca: It has evidence Okello executed protesters during the Mathare clean up. My cousin was among them. Cynthia: Why now? Bianca (removing her sunglasses): Because Andy was right. We’ve all been sleeping with the enemy. I’m just tired of pretending I didn’t know. ~Gikambura Forest: 3:17 PM~ A secret meeting between Taptengele and Okello. Paranoia hangs in the air like a stench. Okello (pacing): Andy’s team is leaking files faster than we can bury them. That girl Zawadi? She’s got the media. Bianca’s a damn martyr now. Taptengele (stoic): Then we switch tactics. No more silence. Find them. Frame them. Kill them if you must. He throws Okello a brown envelope... full of Andy’s photos, phone pings, safehouse blueprints. Taptengele: And make sure the next body the city mourns… is Andy’s. ~Juja, Andy's hideout, Evening~ Linda storms into Andy’s hideout. Her eyes are red, her phone buzzing non stop with insults and memes. She slaps him hard across the face. Linda: You promised to protect me! Andy (still): I didn’t leak it, Linda. Your father did. To silence you. She freezes. Her lip trembles. She collapses onto the couch, mascara streaking down her cheeks. Andy (softly): You still think you’re a daughter? He turned you into collateral. Linda looks up. Rage replacing grief. Linda: Then let’s turn his legacy into rubble. ~Westlands Rooftop, Nightfall~ The crew assembles: Andy, Zawadi, Linda, Bianca, and a hacker named Kaluma. The Nairobi skyline blinks behind them like a heartbeat. A laptop opens. A flash drive slides in. Lines of code scroll. Andy: Tonight, we burn the temple. But we don’t use fire we use data. Zawadi: Where do we start? Andy: Taptengele’s offshore banks, Okello’s fake churches, Musa’s ghost tenders. Let’s bring the internet to its knees. Linda (cold): Let’s end our fathers, our lovers, and our fears. ~Montage “Blackout Begins”: 11PM to 3AM~ Mathare: Leaked footage of Okello executing a suspect goes viral. CBD: Screens flash Taptengele’s financial scandals — billions lost. Muthaiga: Churches linked to drug laundering are raided by rogue cops. Kasarani: Linda live streams an emotional confession, blaming her father for grooming her image as a virgin heiress. > Linda (on stream): "I was his trophy… until I became his threat. I choose to be the scandal that destroys his legacy." ~State House Avenue: 4:30 AM~ A convoy is blocked. Protesters flood the street. Banners fly. Police hesitate. Shots are fired. Chaos breaks out. Taptengele, watching from his mansion TV: "Call the Air Wing. Get me out now." Musa runs in, panicked. Musa: Sir... your accounts are frozen. The jet is grounded. Okello's been arrested. We’re out of allies. ~DCI HQ: 6:30 AM~ Okello is marched out in cuffs. Press flashes everywhere. Cynthia Omari reports live. Cynthia (on mic): The people have spoken. And the shadows… are finally being chased by light. In the crowd, Andy leans on a pillar. Zawadi stands beside him, calm but ready. Andy (lighting a cigarette): Taptengele’s next. You feel that? Zawadi: What? Andy: The silence before a city erupts. ~Jomo Kenyatta International Airport, Runway: 7:15 AM~ Taptengele's private jet roars down the runway. Suddenly a burst. The wing catches fire. The jet crashes in a fiery explosion. In the control tower, a worker quietly deletes a flight log. Phone buzzes. Zawadi reads a message silently. > “Target eliminated. Nairobi sleeps tonight.” She looks up at Andy. He doesn’t blink.