𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑: 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄, 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐔𝐈 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐀

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐀 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐒, 𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐒

Let me take you back… to a tale that slithers through the polished corridors of Nairobi’s gated estates… a story that begins in the warm glow of a bustling city and ends in the cold shadows of betrayal and death.

It was January 26, 2019. The city pulsed with life… matatus weaving through traffic, hawkers calling out, lovers arguing over lunch in smoky kiosks. In this ordinary hum, Mary Wambui Kamangara moved quietly… a mother of two, a businesswoman from Kahawa West, and a woman who still believed in love.

That day, she met Judy Wangui Mungai… a younger woman who called herself her friend but carried something else in her heart. Judy was ambitious, confident, her smile rehearsed, her eyes always searching for more.

They spent the afternoon at Homeland Inn off Thika Road… over nyama choma, beer, and quiet conversation that masked growing tension.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇

As dusk settled, they left for Fourways Junction, a fortress of trimmed hedges and guarded gates. At 6:24 pm, the white Mercedes Benz rolled in… logged and noted, just another evening visit.

Inside Judy’s apartment, the tension thickened. On the walls, Mary saw framed photos of her husband Joseph Kori… images that didn’t belong there. A logbook. Familiar smiles. Evidence of betrayal staring back at her.

“You thought he was only yours,” Judy whispered. “But he promised me too.”

The air split. Words became weapons. Then silence gave way to rage. Judy reached for a knife. A struggle followed… two women, one man’s lie, and a moment that shattered everything.

When the knife fell, Judy’s hand found a pressure cooker.

Cold steel. Unforgiving weight.

She struck once. Then again. Nine times.

Blood on white tiles. Silence. And then, panic.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑-𝐔𝐏: 𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

In the stillness of that apartment, Judy called Michael Githae Mathenge… a car hire dealer and acquaintance who lived on Nairobi’s edge.

“Help me,” she said.

When he arrived past midnight, the smell of bleach and blood told the story before words did. Mary’s body lay wrapped in bedding. Judy’s eyes were empty, her voice cold.

Together, they carried the body down the stairs, loaded it into Mary’s own Mercedes Benz, and drove into the night.

At Mugutha in Juja, beside a dark dam, they dumped her body. The pressure cooker and blood-soaked bedding were discarded in Gitambaya… mute witnesses waiting to be found.

By dawn, the white Mercedes was abandoned at Kwa-Maiko trading centre. The city was waking. But the secret was already spreading.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐒, 𝐒𝐔𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄

The discovery shocked Nairobi. CCTV footage showed Mary and Judy entering Fourways that evening… only one leaving.

Detectives faced a tangled web.

Joseph Kori, Mary’s husband, initially seemed involved. But phone data placed him in Ngong that night. His call logs matched his alibi. He claimed the last time he spoke to his wife was at 4 pm… and that she was with Judy.

So was he innocent… or was he pulling strings from afar?

Police weighed every angle. They recovered five vehicles, traced forensic phone records, and cross-examined Mathenge’s testimony, which contradicted Judy’s “we fought while drunk” defense.

Mathenge confessed Judy had called him earlier that day, asking for a Toyota Noah “for work.” That “work” became the transport of a corpse.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋: 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍, 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄

By January 30, Judy and Mathenge stood before Kiambu Senior Principal Magistrate Stella Atambo, charged with murder.

If convicted… they faced the death penalty.

Kori remained in custody as police sought “more compelling evidence.” But as time passed, it became clear… he might have been more ghost than hand.

Outside the courtroom, Nairobi whispered.

Behind every estate wall, every manicured lawn, there was the quiet fear that love… twisted by pride and deceit… could end this way.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐍: 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇

Mary’s story is not just another headline… it’s a mirror to the city’s hidden wounds. A tale of friendship curdled by jealousy. Of a man’s double life. Of a woman’s descent into darkness.

A pressure cooker turned to a weapon.

A friend turned to a killer.

And a city left to ask… how well do we really know the people we love?

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐔𝐈 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐀.

𝐎𝐅 𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐈’𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐄𝐍𝐕𝐘.

𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐋 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄’𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘.

𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐒.

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Unfortunately she fully trusted her man, who exposed her to a foolish woman that wanted the man to herself alone and with one 6 ft under and the other one behind the bars,the man is enjoying his life and most likely forgot even the existence of the two.