SIBLINGS-IN-LAW:LOVE & CONSEQUENCES

THIRTY-SIX

LUYOLO MAYIZA

I am driving like a delusional man, speeding to get my wife. I called Siyamthanda to let him know that I am attacking that son of a bitch! I clench my jaws to what that mentally I’ll man might do to my wife. That is my wife, the wife that I never knew that I love so much until now. I love my woman and it will kill me to find out that she is hurt.

Siyamthanda’s PI had found out that, they used to date back then so, I am guessing this is why he took her or maybe he does not take his medication anymore, fuck! Lord knows what I am going to do to that man when I see him.
Look at this bastard driving like he owns this road… Wait, is that…
FUCK!
FUCK!
FUCK!

I make a U-turn, trying to turn back and follow that car. It is a bit distance now but I am hoping that I don’t lose it. I got an incoming calls, I quickly answer as my phone is connected to the radio via Bluetooth.

“Fondini, where are you going now, I have just passed you now so I don’t know whether if I should follow you or what.” I don’t know too. I don’t know if my wife is at this man's house or in the car, this shit is messed up, big time.
“Follow me, we have reached the robots, driving into the CBD.” I still have my eyes on that black VW GTi  Golf 7, if I lose it I lose my wife and that is not the mistake the I am willing to make.
“Do not hang up, I have to keep in touch with you.”  I nod like a little kid.

The Golf 7 suddenly slows down, I step on the accelerator harder, just get closer to it.

“Siya, shit is about to go down.” I say as the Golf drives into some sort of a construction place. What the hell is he going in the for.
“Man-Luu, talk to me what is happening.” I read the  board of the place, that is when I know it is that barstard's company; Africa Goods And Services.
“I am entering the construction building, Africa Goods And Services, I am following the bastard that probably has my wife.” I drive in.
“I know it, I will be there in a minute.” As soon as I reached where he parked, he is already out. I take my gun with and check what’s in the car, it is empty. I look for possible entrance where he might have gone to, I see only one and I use it to go in. There are two hallways, stairs and elevators now I have to follow my gut to where he went to. Wait, hold on… The elevator is moving it is moving to eight; nine; nine; okay, it stopped there so I am guessing that is where he went to.

I decide to use the stairs in case he realise that someone is following him but I am sure that he somehow saw I mean, I was not driving a lot of distance away from him unless he is that stupid oh, I almost forgot that he has a mental disorder, a schizophrenia disorder and those people do weird shit.
As soon as I got to the ninth floor, I am tired as fuck! It is very quiet down the corridor, I keep opening the offices, looking through them but, nothing. I walk through a passage with humongous windows, it is very clear so there is no one behind them.

“Where are you, Willem?” I say not too loud.

I finally got to the last room and I hear movements. I slowly open the door, I see her lying on the floor looking so drenched.

“Khanyisile!” I scurry towards her and kneel down to her and put my side of the ear on her chest, ehe is breathing but shallow.

A very hard object hits my head, I groaned in so much pain and fall on my wife. I moved away holding my head to nurse it. While still on that, I felt a kick on my back I groaned louder. I got disorientated and my vision was blur, I was not seeing things clearly.

“You should have never came her! Enhle is mine and we are leaving together.” What the hell did she do to my wife? My wife needs medical attention. Fuck this pain is messing me up!”
“You won't get away with this. You are depraved!” I earn myself a kick on my face then on my stomach, I coughed out blood. I lie down the, enduring the pain. “It is not over.” A punch on my face was the last thing that I felt before I collapsed.

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NARRATOR

As soon as detective Chabedi and his team arrived at Clayton’s house, the have searched it until they don’t find anyone. Busani arrived shortly as they were going to their cars to a different location. He found Zozibini and Siboniso standing outside the house.

“Where is my daughter?” Busani attacks them.
“Calm down Mnisi.” Siboniso says.
“Don’t tell me to calm down! This is my daughter that we are talking about, Mayiza!”
“Okay this is getting personal, you will find me in the car tata.” Zozibini disappears away from them.
“Mnisi, time is not on our side. We better follow the police before we lose them. They are not her here but, they found Ntombenhle’s shoes so she was here.
They both get in their cars and drive off the premises.

On the other side, Siyamthanda has arrived at the Africa Goods And Services. He has been running around the building looking for Luyolo, calling him everywhere but, he was not getting any response. He walked around in circles looking for them but, it was all in vain. He looked at the number on the elevator and it was on number nine. He scurried to the lift and as soon as it halted on the ninth floor and opened, he ran out like someone was chasing him.

“Luyolo!” He ran through the corridors budging into offices, bathrooms kitchens with no luck in finding them. He couldn’t even call Luyolo because Luyolo was not answering as he left his phone in the car.
“Think Siya, think!” Something fell to the floor. He charger towards that direction and he found an Isolated room. He went in and found Luyolo trying to get up from the floor as he was bleeding on his nose and his mouth.

“Man-Luu, what the fuck happened her?” He tries to lift him up and helps him sit on the chair. He realised that he was also bleeding on his head. “Man, you are fucked up.”
“My wife.” He closed his eyes in pain. He pointed at the door leading somewhere.
“I'll go check, you need help.” Luyolo shook his head.
“My wife needs help.” He grabs his gun. “I am not leaving without my wife let’s go.” He stood up and staggered to the door, Siyamthanda shook his head because he knew how stubborn Luyolo is.

Clayton has reached a pig sty basement. He place the passed out Ntombenhle on a big heavy table and took two shibari ropes and made two big knots. He hung them over two big hooks.

“They don’t want to see us happy. We are going away, very far away from everyone.” He laughs delusional. “We are going to be a happy family.”

He hooked the rope on Ntombenhle’s neck who was laying on the table. His intentions are to move the table so that Ntombenhle can hang on the rope off the ground.

“Baby, we are going to our final place. I love you, okay? I will meet you in our new place far away from everyone who want to tear us apart. I hope that they don’t ask for passports where we are going.” He giggles. Ntombenhle woke up with an irregular and feeble heart beat.

“What are you doing?” She asked feeling very weak and breathing heavily.
“We are going away honey, great that you are awake. You need to see how we are going to be traveling. It’s going to be fun but, you will go first and I will follow you.” He tried moving the table as it mad a squeak sound because, it was a very difficult task to do for such a huge table.
“No, pleease.” She said sounding ever breathless.

Clayton was so focused on pushing the table, Ntombenhle was crying because she was very weak and helpless to move.

BAM! BAM! Gun shots were fired.