Why will these people not give me a break? I was not going to hide. I gave Asthandile a sleeping tablet. She did not protest because I told her she needed to rest and this would give me peace of mind that she will be ok. I called Zimasa outside the bedroom door and told her that I will sleep on the couch so that she could sleep with Asthandile. Told her that it would be weird for us to share a bed. She offered to go back to her room but I said no. I was cool with it. I understood her gesture. It was not sexual. She was trying to be there for Asthandile. People who don’t know compassion are quick to say never without willing to understand why. For now though I had to deal with these corrupt police! I had a plan. I decided that I should take the initiative and be on the front foot. I responded to them and told them I was coming outside. Daluxolo sleeps early and he switches off his phone by 9pm. I know this because on several occasions when I wanted him to bail me out or come celebrate with me after things have gone well his phone would be off. I had a plan and it included Dalu. When I was downstairs I called Dalu, it went to voicemail. This guy was so predictable.
“Officer Matshaya do you really have to come this late. My family is sleeping and this midnight business does not work for me!”
I said out loud. He laughed and so did his partner. To them this was all a joke. They did not care that what they were doing was wrong.
“Officer Lusiki how can you approve of this?”
I asked her.
“Don’t you have a family to attend instead of harassing me so late at night!”
The thing is, women are always so quick to react. They act so self righteous and as though they are more wronged to start with.
“Leave my kids out of this. It is your money that pays for Westerford so just pay up and we will be out of your way!”
She said. Westerford was not a school that could be afforded on a policeman’s salary. She must have been making so much money off her cases then. Everyone wants the best for their children I understand but if a lifestyle audit was to be done on some politicians, government officials and yes police, one can easily tell that some of the things they own will never equate to the income they earn. And they say fighting corruption is hard, pshhh, they have not even tried! I could see that they knew they had me in a corner and for the first time I actually wanted it this way.
“Enough of this chit chat, where is my money we need to go? You not the only one we have to see!”
Matshaya said cheekily. He was so sure of himself. The bravado of this man to come to another man’s house and say such shit is remarkable but doesn’t this happen always when cops are involved.
“The amount of money you asking for just to lose a docket is too much. I don’t have 50 000 lying around officers what do you want of me? You are going to have to kill me I can’t afford it!”
He laughed first and turned to her and said,
“This guy does not know who he is messing with! It’s my money because I told you how much I wanted and you refused. Do you want me to take out my gun and show you what it can do advocate?”
He said with such disdain. He fiddled it for it and for a moment there I thought it was coming out until she said,
“Stop it Matshaya, we don’t need guns here. He owes us money and he will pay it it up!”
At least she was playing the voice of reason.
“These lawyers think they are so clever. They earn so much and don’t share with some of us. Well I am here to get some of that money you show off with? Look at you living large here in the surbubs whilst some of us have to deal with the bucket brigade!”
He said. I had no idea what he meant but ok.
“I don’t have the money officer…”
I started to protest but did not even get to finish the sentence. He moved so quickly and before I knew it he had punched me and I was on the ground. He kicked me twice and I shouted,
“Don’t kill me, don’t kill me!”
He did not seem to care what I was saying. I managed to stand up and the first thing I did was take out my phone. It’s light was shining and yes what I had planned was working.
“I have taped our conversation and forwarded it to three different people. You are in a conference call right now so you can take the phone all you want but I have asked everyone to tape this. The license plate on their car is…”
I shouted as Matshaya advanced towards me! At that moment the neighbors switched on their lights. I am not sure if it was because of the commotion or if it was timed. The female officer was now in panic.
“Matshaya let’s go. This is bad. Let’s go!”
She said. The fear in her voice was palpable. So much for beautiful Westerford! I had tricked them. I had taped the conversation. Well not taped but had forwarded everything that had been said to Daluxolo’s phone.
“If we go down you know you go down too right because of the murder case!”
He hissed. He was furious. I switched off the call button and responded.
“Are you that stupid? I am a lawyer meaning I know enough to not even spend a day in court. You are a cop and you know how much the media love stories of corrupt cops and as a black cop you know the Madam would just love to make an example out of you!”
I said. In Cape Town if you are the wrong black you know exactly what I mean. We are all refugees after all and I guess he will have to be deported! He was angry but he knew I was right. He walked backwards.
“I want my money back the one you took. I want it in my letterbox by tomorrow morning 730am before I go to work. It is not a joke and it is not a deposit. You go your way I go my way. I will keep the recordings for safety.”
I said as they walked away. I could see Lusiki was already crying. What happened to that tough swagger she had shown earlier. Fight fire with fire. I was smiling and found myself whistling as I walked back into the house.
“What was that all about?”
Zimasa asked. She startled me so much that I jumped backward. I had not seen her coming. I am certain she had heard everything.
“It’s nothing. You should be with Asthandile!”
“She is passed out. I wanted to tell you that, I mean I wanted to ask you fi my friend can sleep over tomorrow. We want to swim and study. if it’s a bad time I understand”
She asked me.
“Which friend is this? I have only met one of your friends.”
I said innocently.
“Yes her. Please think about it!”
She said and went back upstairs. Think about it? There was nothing to think about. I had found my courage!
Revenge is a dish best served cold!
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto
Dear Mike (anonymous as usual)
What is a reason for a man to marry a lady with kids and stay with those kids considering:
You will have to spend to raise someone’s offspring.You know when they grow up (esp boys) will go and look for bio dad. You will always have no right over them esp discipline matters as important issues may need bio dad. Actually when bio dad wants to be involved, I always hear words around “this man is a nobody to the kids”.
I had never heard anyone praising their step dad for bringing them up or bringing her kids up.
Can readers tell me how they appreciated their step dads and ladies tell how they protected their man against unreasonable bio dads of their kids also guys can tell how they treat/relate bio dads of their step kids and kids.
If I am happy with what I am reading, maybe I will go on and marry my gf with two boys (no option for the boys to be left with grand parents or uncles). Just to clear some fears of road less traveled.