Memoirs – Chapter One Hundred and Three
We all have those friends we used to drink with and party with. Friends who would do notorious things in the name of fun until one day they come to you and preach abstinence, sobriety and Godly ways. Ninety nine percent of the time it’s because they have become born again and they behave like they are the first people to discover that Jesus Christ is real! Well with Dalu I can’t say exactly the same if you consider that he was Muslim and all but he was exactly like that. He could be holier than thou when he wanted but now was simply not the time to pull that on me! I had dodged a bullet and at this stage he was the only one with the recording. Even I did not have it! Asthandile had to take a taxi back as this was important. Crap, I didn’t say bye to my wife as I just ran out. I ran back. She was still sitting staring at me like I had gone crazy.
“Mxolisi… and then?”
She asked me. She was right? And then?
“You are probably going to be angry at me but I have to leave you here! It’s an emergency and it’s bad please my wife if ever there was a time you could give me a free pass please I beg you this is it!”
I explained to her. She looked me straight in the eye as though my eyes could tell her whether I was lying or not. That shit is bullshit by the way because if it were why bother having lawyers and courts.
“Ok fine you can go but you owe me!”
She said and gave me a peck on the lips. Why was I disgusted though that my wife had just kissed me? Eish. Tough. I will worry about that later.
Main Road in Cape Town has to be the narrowest road you can think off when you are in a rush. I should have taken the highway ah. I was annoyed with my thinking capacity when under pressure no wonder why Asthandile always was ahead of me! What an idiot! Eventually, and I say this with reservation I got there and guess what, he was not there! I called him but he did not pick up his phone. His PA, her name is Sinoyolo, said that he had an appointment with some police guy. I had the sinking feeling that I was more than just too late! Dalu was oldd fashioned, if he was in a meeting then his phone was either on silent or off. That was how it worked. Sinoyolo knew Dalu and I were close so she told me where exactly he was. It was quite close. Two things though with that. It being close meant that I could be there very quickly but the bad part was that it meant he could have been gone for a long time.
When I got there I found Dalu by the water thing.
“Please tell me you haven’t done it!”
I asked him immediately. He had not seen me approach him from the back. He was startled more the word.
“What are you doing here?”
He asked me but I was interested in that. What the hell was he thinking. He was ruining me.
“Did you hand over the tape?”
I asked him. He did not hesitate to answer as all self righteous people do who think they are in the right!
“Yes I did. They all listened to it and they have already been investigating that department meaning we looking at a commission of enquiry kind of scenario!”
He sounded very proud of himself. He could see the look on my face was one of doom and gloom so he continued,
“I am just doing the right thing!”
He said. He was genuinely surprised that I was doing think of stopping him. I asked him what the end result would be if he did this? I told him that it would mean that I too would be investigated and what would happen? If I paid a bribe that would mean that I was an accomplice to the crime making me criminally liable and that would ruin my law career. For the first time he blinked because I think it sank in! There are always consequences and people take that for granted.
“Ah I didn’t think of it that way!”
He said,
“You are fucken lawyer for crying out loud Daluxolo do you realize what you have just done! Do you?”
I was gutted!
“But that also means I would get in trouble if I don’t continue the case as I am in possession of criminal information so now am directly involved!”
He was right unless he was my lawyer. We were now in this together and there was no turning back.
“There is the person in charge. He is the one with pink shirt!”
Daluxolo said. It was even pink but who cares because I had a bigger problem.
He was white and this meant I could not bribe myself out.
I was fucked!
He walked to us and we were introduced by Dalu who now seemed a bit unsure of himself.
“I am Jerry. I don’t think we need alll the formalities.”
I laughed nervously as he said that.
“I didn’t realize that you will be here with us. I thought your lawyer was just searching to see what we can do?”
He said directing us to his office. My mind was so far away at this point.
“Look I spoke to my superiors and I am afraid to say that you might b
be arrested yourself as this is quite damning to all involved!”
He said. This is exactly what I had feared. Dalu immediately started to protest but our “friend” Jerry cut him off,
“It’s out of your hands. This is as serious as it gets and I am sorry to do this but officers are already on their way to take you in!”
He said calmly. Take me in?
What?
“You can’t be serious! We brought a case to you for help!”
I protested.
“Indeed I am. You darkies think you can play with law. You have another thing coming!”
Silence!
****The End*****
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Michael Nkululeko Maphoto
Dear Mike
Thank you for reading my letter. I am a 45year old married man and my wife asked me to read your memoirs. We were on the verge of divorce and it was largely because of me. She said I needed to be more open in life as I am more on the conservative side. We agreed that we do what I like as well as what she likes. We started going for dinners and parties. I enjoy them but I can’t cope. The music is too fast, girls especially at some of the parties too forward etc. My wife is 35. She said I was stifling her before as I hardly allowed her out but the more we go out together the more I become her bodyguard. I am jealous and always on guard when we are out. When we go out we go with her “girls” and some bring different guys all the time. It’s very hard for me but for my marriage to work I do it. She seems so much happier now but her dresses are shorter, clothes tighter and much as I find her sexier it’s hard not to be concerned. I forsee something bad happening.
Please advise me
Mr. Rich
