Before I can say anything else, my phone vibrates in my hand.
Rato: ngigaphandle, phuma phela mama.
My heart jumps.
"He's here," I say quietly.
Nomhle gasps dramatically. "Already?! Yoh
Mngani, Shesha nawe!"
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