Chapter 36 - Chapter 35

# Chapter 35
VUSI

I sit straddling the back of the metal chair while patiently waiting for the fucker to wake up. Despite the decades that have passed, one of my favourite abandoned warehouses still stands untouched, as if it's been awaiting my return this entire time. And here we are, watching the last moment of peace this man will ever know. From here on, all he'll know is pain and suffering.

Malusi Mancoba—Monde Mabandla's best friend—was an asshole back then, and he's an even bigger monster now.

Cracking my neck, I clench my jaw. Every nerve ending in my strung body is buzzing. I'm so fucking ready for him.

By the time he finally begins to stir, flurries of snow sail through the air from a hole in the roof at the back of the building. It's cold, but I'm too wired to feel it, though my breaths are visible in the air.

"Wha..." he begins, blinking his eyes open and scanning the room. "What the fuck?" Then it seems to dawn on him that something is seriously wrong. He looks down at his naked body and the ropes that secure him to the metal chair. "What the fuck is this?" He tries to wiggle free, and his eyes flick up to mine, widening with recognition as I slowly rise from my seat. "Hadebe? Vusi Hadebe?"

"Long time no see, Mancoba."

"But you're in prison. They caught you." His attempts to break free grow more desperate as terror slips into his eyes.