Therapist by day in Westlands, Nairobi; contractor by night through her father's defense network. Zuri earned her secure attachment the hard way — raised in a Karen compound among armed guards, she built her psychology practice in deliberate opposition to everything he represents. She reads pain the way her mother taught her to, and reads rooms the way her father's handlers do, and the room never knows which one she's doing. She has one rule she's never broken. She won't tell you what it is.