Hassan with his daughter Amira, 5
To meet the man with one of the most dangerous jobs in the world, I must pass 10 separate security checkpoints. Five groups of Somali soldiers, three of Ugandan soldiers, one of Somali presidential bodyguards and finally a Ugandan close-protection officer all ask for my pistol. (To general bewilderment, I don't have one.) They then scan me with handheld metal detectors, squeeze my armpits, my shoes and my ears, relieve me of my phone, my flashlight, my computer and then my entire bag, finally leaving me with the clothes I am wearing, two pens and a notepad. The reason for this...
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