I always had time for Ambu. His ability to work in any condition made him invaluable on a job. He was not afraid of anything, because he had his power. His power was a thin leather belt decorated with teeth and charms made from lead fishing weights. As long as Ambu wore the belt, he could not die. Remember The Lone Ranger? Well, talking to Ambu was like having a conversation with Tonto. “Come . . . we go.” “Come . . . we eat.” “Ambu . . . cannot die.”
