Siya: So you not gonna talk?

Guy: Go to hell.

Siya: Water?

Guy: Fuck off!

Siya: See the thing is, I don't like it when my guests are... Well mistreated, it breaks my heart really. You seem a little dehydrated, get some H2O in your system so we could chit chat, how's that sound?

Siya held the glass to his face and nodded at the guy who seemed hesitant at first but eventually drank the contents. Siya smirked and retrieved the glass putting it on the table and taking a chair to sit in front of the guy close enough.

Siya: Now, where were we?...right, you were going to tell me where James Dube is.

Siya was enjoying this. What his victims didn't know was that, he loved it when things got a little feisty.

Guy: I ain't telling shit man.

Siya retrieved a small bottle filled with an antidote. He stared at it, kissing his teeth.

Siya: You know, one thing we were always taught when growing up was never take anything from strangers.

Siya played with the bottle in his hands and looked at the guy who looked confused. He started sweating profusely, feeling hot inside. Siya leaned back on his chair. Seeing as his plan was taking place already. He knew it was only a matter of time before the organs completely burned to nothing inside of him.

Siya: Didn't your mother ever teach you that?

Guy: What the fuck is happening to me?

Siya: I mean, from what I can tell, she didn't.

Guy: What did you do to me you asshole?

Siya: See that's the thing I'm trying to teach you basic behavior, but since I can see you that you're heating up, lemme just make this quick.

Guy: Fuckk, why am I burning up man?

Siya: Oh that, yeah that was the acid you just drank.

Siya carelessly said with a shrug while crossing his arms. Now the guy was trying to get out of the chains. The acid was slowly burning away his organs, making him feel hot. Siya watched as he squirmed in his chair. He felt sorry for him, because the more he moved, the more the chains cut deep in his flesh. It wasn't helping that he had just consumed poison.

Guy: W-what acid?

Siya: The one you just drank, what, are you not listening?

Guy: T-that w-was water, y-you said it was water.

Siya: I lied. Stranger danger.

Siya laughed, tossing the small bottle up and catching it again.

Guy: What is it doing to me?

Siya: It's burning your organs inside slowly, but don't worry there's an antidote for that, thank the Gods for scientists, am I right?

Siya chuckled evilly, the guy was now clenching the chair's armrest tightly, making his knuckles to turn white. The pain was unbearable. He knew that there was no getting out of this situation unless he ratted his boss.

Siya: There's a catch though...simple, you tell me everything you know about Dube and I might just consider giving you the only source of survival you have against those organ sucking monsters in there.

Guy: I'll t-tell- I - I'll tell you everything, p-please man.

The guy was now losing his energy slightly and it was hard for him to get coherent words out. Siya grinned psychopathically at the man.

Siya: Well.. Proceed.

Guy: He runs a business, human trafficking, but he's not alone. A guy named -ahhhh..

He cried in agony as the acid was finishing him inside. Siya grimaced in mockery.

Siya: Continue.

Guy: Sizwe, I only know his first name I swear man, James has another house in Pretoria, where he lays off for a while, and a family with a wife and 3 kids, that's all I know.

Siya: Sizwe?

The name sounded oddly familiar and ther only person he knew that was in such shenanigans was the Sizwe he knew. Siya pulled out his phone and showed him a picture of the Sizwe.

Siya: Is this the man James' working with?

The man nodded, barely able to open his eyes due to the acid that was rapidly finishing his organs.

Siya: Son of a cunt!

Guy: Can I have the antidote man?

Siya: Right, the antidote.

Siya took off the lid off and made him drink the antidote. The guy sighed, Siya pat his shoulder shaking his head slightly.

Siya: Vele uma oulady never taught you not to take things from strangers, nex do? (so really your mother never taught you to not take things from strangers, nothing at all)

Guy: Why am I still burning? How long does it take man?

Siya: I'm guessing not...well poi (boy) never ever take shit from strangers in your next life.

The guy widened his eyes as they starting getting blood shot red and actual blood seeped out of his eyes and ears also his nose. He started to cough out blood.

Guy: What's happening, why's the antidote not working?

Siya: Right, there's no antidote for that.

The guy started heaving heavily and his eyes rolled back and he was out. Dead!

Siya pulled out his phone and texted Muzi to come and deal with the mess. Soon they were in the basement and untying the guy from the chair and ready to toss his body to the body eating acid. Siya walked to the door and turned to look at the Boys.

Siya: Oh and bafanas, don't take things from strangers siyazwana? ( are we clear?)

Then he was out, leaving Muzi and Ntanga looking at each other confused.

****

Sanele: So what now?

Snakes: We go to Pretoria.

Siya: Can you track his location from there?

Snakes: Not quite, I can track his family and use them to lure him out.

The boys were in Siya's office. Sanele was leaning against the window crossed armed. Siya was hovering over a sitting Snakes who was typing away on his laptop, tracking down James's family in Pretoria.

Snakes: Got it.

Sanele: That was fast!

Snakes: His family is in Mabopane.

Siya: I'll call our contacts in Pretoria, have them bring them here so James comes here instead.

He pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

Guy: Ahh bona ke mang? (look who it is)

Siya chuckled lightly.

Siya: Catapila, dnx mfanaka? (what's up my brother)

Catapila: Ra ncenga broer waka, re pusha liewe. skhiphane boss waka? (we living my brother, we pushing in life, whats up boss)

Siya: Ke nale jaive poi. (I have a problem boy)

Catapila: Gamla e lla kang ? (What's wrong boss?)

Siya: Mense ba bangwe so, via Mabopane. O ngaya bona ba phila. ( Some people in Mapone, deliver them alive)

Catapila: Eh ke mang a baizitse somnyama? (who crossed the black one)

Siya: Di laite engwe so. Mara bona Pila, dai mense ke vroer ya gae ledi ncosi, o sa baiza san. (Some boy. But look Pila, those people are his wife and kids, don't make a mistake)

Catapila: O banyaka neng grootman? (when do you want them boss)

Siya: As early as yesterday.

Catapila: Ke mo yona. (I'm on it)

Siya: Ene Pila, tlogela o tshwenya jou oulady san. (And Pila, stop troubling your mother)

Pila sighed, he knew what Siya was talking about.

Catapila: Xo grootman.

He hung up and went back to the boys. He told them everything and they shared a few drinks and went to their homes leaving Siya in his.