The Zulu Mafia's Arranged Love

Chapter 25 A Glimmer of Hope

Three weeks had passed since Amahle's disappearance, and Bandile was no closer to finding her. Frustrated and desperate, he had been searching tirelessly, following every lead, no matter how small. But finally, after weeks of darkness, a ray of hope emerged.

As he sat in his study, sipping whiskey and scrolling through potential locations, his phone buzzed with an unknown number. The message was cryptic: "If you want to see Amahle, meet me at the old warehouse. Address: 1314 Industrial Park. Time: Midnight. Come alone." The message was unsigned, but Bandile's instincts told him it was from the kidnappers.

Seconds later, his phone rang, displaying a private number. A robotic voice spoke on the other end, "Evening, Ace. Are you good? I just wanted to make sure you got my message. Don't worry about your wife; she's safe with me. I'm treating her like a queen."

Before Bandile could respond, the caller hung up. Without hesitation, Bandile dialed his brothers, Sithembiso and Nkosenye, to inform them about the message. Finally, after weeks of searching, he had a lead.

Bafethu, I got a lead," Bandile said, his voice laced with urgency. "I received a message and a call from an unknown number. Bafuna ngihlangane nabo at some old warehouse midnight. They claim Amahle is safe."

Nkosenye insisted on accompanying Bandile to the warehouse,

Nkosenye's voice was resolute. "Sihamba nawe Bhuti. Ngeke nje sikuvumele uhambe wedwa."
suggesting they bring armed men to surround the area.

But Bandile refused, fearing for Amahle's safety. "I'm not going to risk her life," he said firmly. "I'll follow the instructions."

Sithembiso chimed in, "Bafo, we understand your concerns, but we can't just sit back. What if it's a trap?"

Bandile's response was stern. "Nkosenye, don't. I mean it. Stay back."

Undeterred, Nkosenye gathered his men, assigning each a position and role to play. As midnight approached, Bandile dressed in an all-black outfit, guns on his waist ready for the war.

He arrived at the old industrial park, his heart racing with anticipation. Inside the warehouse, a woman sat shrouded in darkness. "Well, well, Bandile A.K.A Ace. Kuningi engikuzwile ngawe. Kuyangijabulisa ukuhlangana nawe ekugcineni."

Bandile's anger boiled over. "Angizile la for inkulumo ezingasile. Ungubani wena, uphi umfazi'wami?"

The woman smiled, her eyes glinting in the dim light. "All in good time, Ace. First, let's discuss the terms of her release."

"Terms?" Bandile growled. "Ufunani? Money? Name your price?"

The woman pushes a file toward him with her boot. "Everything you need to know and do to get your wife back is in that file, she so luck to have a man like you."

As Bandile opened the file, he discovered a heist plan – a diamond robbery set to take place the upcoming weekend. The kidnappers wanted him to carry out the heist in exchange for Amahle's freedom.

Ufuna ngenzeni?" Bandile demanded.

"Carry out the heist," the woman replied, her voice cold. "And Amahle will be returned to you, unharmed."

Just then, Nkosenye burst in with his men, guns drawn. "Take her down!" The woman swiftly escaped, leaving behind a note: "Till we meet again," with a red lipstick print.

Bandile seethed with rage at his brother. "Awu bafo silima ndini! Ngithe kuwe sala emuva! Now my chances of finding Amahle are ruined. If they harm her, ngizokubulala!"

Nkosenye defended himself, "Bengizama ukusiza! Ngeke umthole wedwa; udinga usizo lwethu . I'm your brother for goodness sake noma awusithembi!" But Bandile's anger remained unabated.

Bandile's anger remained unabated. "You've made things worse, Nkosenye. Now we'll have to wait and see what happens next."

Little did Bandile know, this was just one of Scar's cunning tricks, designed to manipulate him further into the web of danger. The true challenge was only beginning.