ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 31
"Zithu? Aren't you supposed to be away for another four days?" I frown getting up from the couch.
"Yeah, The mission was cancelled" He clears his throat as he takes off his bloody leather gloves.
"Ungangiqambela amanga Zithulele, wenzeni?"I breath in trying to control my now shaking hand.
"Nothing" He pushes past me and walks into his room, shutting the door and locking it. I go back into my room.
He did something, I can feel it in my gut. I shake my head, snapping out of it. I take a long shower before getting dressed into my pyjamas.
I get into bed, switching off my night lamp and getting into the covers, leaning on the headboard. I decide to grab my phone, dialling a certain number.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
?:
Mr Mxenge's phone, Susan speaking. How can I help you?Me:
Uhm... I would like to speak to Mr Mxenge please.?:
May I ask who's calling?Me:
Olwethu Nkosi.?:
Just a moment.*
Mr Mxenge:
Sawubona ndodakazi, ngingakusiza ngani?Me:
Where did you send Zithulele and what exactly was he doing there?Mr Mxenge:
This can not be spoken over the phone, come to my office tommorow morning and we will discuss it.Me:
I'm not going all the way to Johannesburg just so you can give me answers.Mr Mxenge:
There will be a car outside your apartment tommorow morning around nine. Don't be late.He hangs up before I can continue. I place my phone on my pillow before pulling the covers over my body.
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