Ember's tattoo.

"Authorities are still investigating the cause of Mr Mahlaba who was assassinated at a warehouse shoot out today in the abandoned warehouse in Durban-..."said the news presenter before my father switched the tv off. We were seated in his office at the family manor in Stanger. My father was a man in his late early 60s while my mom was in her early 50s. He was pretty much healthier than many men his age as he was perfectly capable of doing whatever he wanted to do. He was an older version of me but as a man with a neatly trimmed beard .

"You know that this is a stupid decision,how are you gonna get him to talk when he's dead?" He said while he had his hand on his face. He was holding a glass of whisky with his left hand. This man was a pure lover of alcohol and his liver was so against it.

"Daddy I'm not dumb,he already did and I'm just waiting for Ember so that we give the full report and we captured his secretary so we should have even more information.", I answered his question lazily. I was tired and right now he was pissing me off by undermining my authority.

"Where is Ember by the way ?",he questioned it was weird that it had been an hour and she was still not here. She was usually following me if late maybe by 10 minutes , maximum .

"I'm here",I heard her voice as she budged in without knocking. I turned my head around to see her standing there in a tracksuit and sneaker . Totally not her. She was huffing and her breathing was hedged.

I quickly stood up seeing her disheveled self . Her gaze was unfocused. "Are you okay?", I was confused. This had never happened."what happened ?" I held on to her before sitting here on the chair I was seated on. My father was preparing water for her to drink before handing it over to her .

She took the whole glass of water to the back of her head and soon it was gone. "On my way I crashed into this hotheaded prick on my way to the secretary and the bum ass followed me and saw my tattoo...

"Wait...what ?" Me and my father asked simultaneously . Both confused the barcode tattoo on her lower back was a secret. Even during her one night stands I always advised her not to show it.

"Who is it ?",I asked fully stressed out. "I need to find that one out. He looked more or less like Enzo but with pretty hair. I'm pretty sure I can search...."

"Maximilian",I blurted out.

"Maximilian...?",she asked before grabbing the computer that was in front of my father before typing in ,"what's the surname...?

"De Villiers "

"No ",she said as she paused whatever she was doing. She restarted again as she continued to track the car and it owner using the number plate.

And in seconds it was proven just as I thought it was Maximilian. The de Villiers were getting into our lives too much. "He's harmless ,he's not into the family business.",said father trying to ease things up. It was no secret he was a black sheep in the family as a doctor but just maybe he has heard of the X agents. Maybe he was gonna hold that against us.

I felt my back getting drenched in sweat. As powerful as we were we were no match compared to the people who used to run x and those were the people we hid from the most.

"Nah he's just a medical hero...he's doing research for a cancer cure ", said Ember as she started to relax.

He looked more sinister than Enzo .

Enzo.

It made me remember that tomorrow was going to be Peonie's lobola day. It felt weird thinking about Enzo like this . I wished I could come up with a better excuse for why I was being hostile to this marriage.

Part of me wanted to just vanish and turn back the time but I knew it was pointless I was supposed to come up with a better solution to what I was gonna do if Peonie found out.

"Earth to Amandla", I heard Ember's voice as it brought me to life. "As I was saying."

After the assassination of Mr Mahlaba we planned to use his secretary's as an information source . Ben was gonna tell us everything after some torture. I knew he might have some thickness to his skin because of all the things he has done. He was supposed to give us a proper list of names for all the people who worked with Mr Mahlaba. From buyers to suppliers.

We ended up agreeing to go back to the warehouse after the whole lobola thing . Probably sent some doctors in the meantime . To take care of him before he probably opens his mouth.

I went to sleep with a heavy heart and head. I hated myself for what happened with Enzo . And Peonie was haunting my head,her reaching.

Just as I was getting tired of going to sleep . I heard some voices muttering in our gates. It was already morning and the lobola negotiations were about to start.

.I woke up feeling like a robot. I dragged myself to the bathroom as I prepared for the day. I checked the time it was barely 5 in the morning. .

"Wow the de Villiers are really into this marriage", I said as I stood in front of the large mirror trying to hide the dark circles under eyes with concealer after bathing. They must have occurred due to my sleepless nights.i was wearing nothing but a towel that was wrapped around my body.

Knock knock

I heard a knock on my door. I slowly dragged my body to open the door when I saw my little brother, Fave. Standing right there in his exquisite clothing and tinny girly build.