Twenty eight

Qhawelezizwe's POV
I unlocked my phone to find a text from an unknown number. It had a picture attached, a picture of Sibane lying on a bed half naked in chains, I could see the bruises on her face and body and the blood trickling down her face I felt the blood in my veins run magma hot.

"Shit ngizoyibulala lenja!" I screamed walking towards my car. (I will kill thos dog!)

"Bafo kwenzenjani?" Bafana asked trailing behind me. (What's wrong brother?)

"Lenja ithethe uSibane!" (This dog has Sibane!)