SCREWED★

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We lied to Nina that we were investors from LA and we wanted to talk business about a new program we needed a host for. She agreed to meet up at some coded restaurant. We were very happy  she did.

After several hours of waiting a white rolls Royce pulled up, a well endowed lady got off and walked towards us.

Miss Tami Ugo? She questioned as she took her seat

"Mrs. Nina Vugazhi?", I replied.

"Nice to finally meet up, okay let's get done with, busy day at work so...

And that was how slowly but professionally Zama and I revealed our identity and drilled her accordingly.

She was hesitant but later warmed up and started talking.

"I don't know why you guys are wasting time on this. I promised I was done when I left Eastern Cape. See Max Malo is a dangerous man you don't want to be messing with such people"

So what about you, Nina, your happiness, your wellbeing? This is a man who beats you up every single day. Look at you all scarfed up! We know you're hiding those scars. You and I know that a divorce will set you free. For how long, Nina, for how long?

"True, Malo assaults me badly every single day, but I love him. This is a man I've grown to love. We all have our imperfections and Malo is dealing with his....."

After talking things out Nina decided to testify against Malo. For real this time.
That was the lead we needed. We set up a hash tag ( #justiceforNina ) and took her far away from Malo's reach, at least for the time being.

Personally, I knew assault wasn't enough to hold Malo out that long so I decided to dig some more, this time behind Nina and Zama's backs.

Jockstrap Oil and Gas was an interesting company to search on. With their MD, Max Malo they sure bagged so much success.

I could sense something sinister in their operations and I sure needed to dig deep.