I played piano for Congo warlord Laurent Nkunda
The corpses of the dead were still rotting on the streets of Bukavu, a ramshackle port in the country's east. The living had barricaded themselves inside their homes as marauding rebels tore through the city, raping nuns and pillaging shops.
Above the town, in the gardens of a shabby but elegant colonial-era villa built overlooking lovely Lake Kivu, the architect of the chaos sat snoozing in a deck chair.
It was June 2004, and I had come up to the villa - now officially the home of the governor of South Kivu province - in the hope of interviewing Laurent Nkunda, the renegade brigadier whose men had inflicted days of misery on Bukavu.
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