Chapter 21 - Chapter 20

# Chapter 20
AYANDA

I follow the warder down corridor after corridor. His keys jangle at his hip. The white walls pass by in a blur while I build up my courage to do something so reckless. I have nothing to lose anymore, and I'm willing to gamble. I don't know what it is about Vusi, but he makes me ready to throw caution to the wind. How else can I convince him that I trust him? How else can I show him?

"Warder?" I begin.

"Meiring," he says, sounding bored, peering at me over his shoulder.

I dressed specifically for this occasion in a pencil skirt tight enough to invoke panic and a silk blouse with three buttons undone instead of two. I even applied red lipstick. Call me adventurous or just stupid. If Babalwa can make flirting look so easy, I sure as hell can too. But it's not easy, and it's almost impossible not to punch him in the face when his eyes fall down my body. I somehow manage to bat my lashes instead of rearranging his features.

My heart beats harder when he turns around and glances up at the camera in the corner of the corridor.

"I've been thinking..." I force my voice not to wobble like the skinny legs of a newborn lamb. "What will convince you to let me conduct my interview with Hadebe alone today?"

Now I have his attention, and by the looks of it, he's two seconds away from bursting out in hysterical laughter.

"Let me get this right. You want to be alone with a serial killer? A man who gets off on murdering women in cold blood? Jinne..." He chuckles, walking closer. "Are you another crazy fangirl who sends him nudes?"