CHAPTER 27

MABUTHO CELE.

On his way home, he got a call from Nkali saying Qhawe was at the taxi rank and Ncanezwe had just pulled out a gun and started fighting him. These boys… One day they will be the death of him—if MaMofokeng doesn't kill him first for constantly running around after them. He had just dropped off Amanda at home. He didn't even get the chance to drink water or breathe properly when the call came through. He turned the car around so fast you would swear someone had died back at the house. The way he drove from home to the rank? Dangerous. Even he knows it.

When he arrives, he barely parks properly. He jumps out, slams the door, and sprints toward the crowd of men forming a circle. And then he hears his brother's voice—loud, furious, reckless.