Ultimatum

As three vans followed by a convoy of police cars, take an off ramp to a small private airfield 200 yards out, about 10 to 15 men dressed like bodyguards can be seen standing by an elegant jet and a black limousine.

“Well, well…it looks like we are right on time,” Hlengiwe says to Qhawe and Zinhle, sitting behind her. They are in the first van and the other agents are in the second and third van.

“slow down, I don’t want to spook them,” Hlengiwe instructs the driver.

Luckily for them the one-way small road leading to this airfield has thick and tall trees in the side, which form a fence. This is a perfect cover for them.