I can still vividly recall how the news of
Deyda Hydara's killing was relayed to me on the morning of December 17, 2004,
after I returned from a trip to Zambia the previous night. Very early that
morning, I called his childhood friend and partner at The Point, Pap Saine, who told
me: "They shot him dead last night." I had to pinch myself to realize that I
was not actually dreaming.




