Davis Muhoozi (not real name), had it all. Born in 1994, he grew to be superior in every way-he was exceptionally bright and talented, and had an unusually charming personality. Davis completed his A-level education at KISUBI high school passing with excellent grades, and he promptly joined a brokerage firm during his vacation. He was ambitious and did little more than work.

Early this year, a senior executive with the firm, who was 10 years older than him became his mentor and took him under his wing. Davis and his mentor were inseparable at work and play, and Davis was now a first track to the top. At a party the mentor arranged-which I attended together with other several young women, Davis was introduced to cocaine. He watched with fascination as his mentor and the young women took some white powder from a plastic bag ,and with a razor blade, arranged it in neat lines and seemed to enjoy it immensely.

I tried to divert Davis’s attention but all was in vain. A few weeks later, Davis’s mother was concerned about his deteriorating health. She called me on a Saturday morning informing me about Davis's change in behavior. I was left confused about this situation. Telling Davis’s mother would mean an end to our relationship.