Nkosi's pov: The next morning Nkosi got out of bed at 04:00 and got ready for work, he couldn't face Khanya so he decided to leave early .

Nkosi sat in his office, sipping his whiskey as he stared out the window. His mind was consumed by the encounter between Nokukhanya and Tina. He knew Tina was trouble, and he had warned her to stay away from him and his family. But now, it seemed like Tina was trying to get close to Nokukhanya. Nkosi's instincts told him that Tina was up to no good, and he needed to take care of the situation before it escalated.

He picked up his phone and dialed Unathi's number. Unathi was one of his closest friends and allies, and Nkosi trusted his judgment.

"Hey, my brother," Unathi answered. "What's up?"

"I need your advice on something," Nkosi said, getting straight to the point. "You know Tina, the girl I...encountered a while back?"

"Yeah, I remember," Unathi said. "What about her?"

"She's been in contact with Nokukhanya," Nkosi said, his voice low and even. "I don't like it."

Unathi's tone turned serious. "What do you think she wants?"

"I don't know, but I'm not going to find out," Nkosi said. "I warned her to stay away from me and my family. If she's smart, she'll listen."

Unathi chuckled. "You think a warning is enough? Nkosi, you know as well as I do that some people need a more...permanent solution."

Nkosi sighed. "I know what you're saying, but I'm not going to kill her. At least, not yet. I warned her, and if she's stupid enough to ignore that warning, then that's on her."

Unathi laughed. "You're getting soft, my brother."

Nkosi's tone turned cold. "Don't mistake my mercy for weakness, Unathi. I'll do what needs to be done to protect my family."

Unathi's laughter stopped, and he turned serious. "I know you will, Nkosi. Just be careful."

Nkosi ended the call and sat back in his chair, his mind still consumed by the situation.

He picked up his phone again and dialed Samkelo's number. Samkelo was another one of his friends and allies, and Nkosi trusted his opinion.

"Hey, Nkosi," Samkelo answered. "What's up?"

"I need to talk to you about Tina," Nkosi said, his voice low and even.

Samkelo's tone turned cautious. "What about her?"

"She's been in contact with Nokukhanya," Nkosi said. "I'm not happy about it."

Samkelo sighed. "Nkosi, I'm sorry. I didn't think she'd cause trouble."

Nkosi's tone turned cold. "You're the one who introduced us, Samkelo. You're the one who vouched for her."

Samkelo's voice was defensive. "I didn't know she was going to cause trouble, Nkosi. I swear."

Nkosi's anger was palpable. "You need to fix this, Samkelo. You need to make sure Tina doesn't bother my family again."

Samkelo's tone turned resigned. "Okay, Nkosi. I'll take care of it."

Nkosi ended the call, his mind still consumed by the situation.

He picked up his phone again and dialed Sakhile's number. Sakhile was his most trusted friend and ally, and Nkosi valued his opinion above all others.

"Hey, Nkosi," Sakhile answered. "What's up?"

"I need your advice on something," Nkosi said. "Tina's been in contact with Nokukhanya."

Sakhile's tone turned serious. "That's not good. What do you think she wants?"

Nkosi sighed. "I don't know, but I'm not going to find out. I warned her to stay away from me and my family."

Sakhile's advice was different from Unathi's and Samkelo's. "Nkosi, I think you should talk to Nokukhanya about this. She needs to know what's going on."

Nkosi considered Sakhile's words. Maybe it was time to involve Nokukhanya in the situation. Maybe it was time to tell her the truth about Tina.

"I'll think about it, Sakh"

" okay , bafo izobonana"

Nkosi hung up and continued with work until it was time to go home.