PAIN BEHIND THE BEAUTIFUL FACE
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Xolani's pov
I hung up the phone and lit a cigarette, taking a long drag as I thought about my next move. I had a network of informants and allies who owed me favors, and I knew it was only a matter of time before I tracked down Amahle and her father.
As I stood there, lost in thought, I couldn't help but think about the past. About the mistakes I had made, the people I had hurt. Amahle's mother had been a particular thorn in my side, always poking around, asking questions. She had been getting too close to the truth, and I had to silence her.
But Amahle... she was different. She was a reminder of my past, a reminder of the mistakes I had made. And I would stop at nothing to eliminate her.
I took another drag on my cigarette, feeling the nicotine coursing through my veins. I was a man on a mission, and nothing was going to stand in my way.