The Lone jackal barked in the wilderness. The pitch black night stretched out endlessly and only the furtive steps of the hunted crackled against the twigs and fallen leaves. the confident hunters watched on with silent knowing the thick golden pelt of the lion did not betrey his position to the unsuspecting impala.
The Uhmlanga Highway was one of only two roads leading North into Umbazi, it was guarded by a single police checkpoint. Officer Lucas Voek was once a very competent police officer. His Uncle a famous Colonel with land had managed to get him a position, but he had blown it when he had been found with a young junkie hooker, his face bloated with alchohol and cocaine. His superiors couldn't fire him, nor could they keep him.
So he was banished to Uhmlanga and forgotton about.
He didnt mind so much he could entertain his own peculiar brand of fun while working the night shift on the Uhmlanga, and thats just what he was doing when he heard the roar and splutter of an Engine on the service road behind his station
The Uhmlanga Highway was one of only two roads leading North into Umbazi, it was guarded by a single police checkpoint. Officer Lucas Voek was once a very competent police officer. His Uncle a famous Colonel with land had managed to get him a position, but he had blown it when he had been found with a young junkie hooker, his face bloated with alchohol and cocaine. His superiors couldn't fire him, nor could they keep him.
So he was banished to Uhmlanga and forgotton about.
He didnt mind so much he could entertain his own peculiar brand of fun while working the night shift on the Uhmlanga, and thats just what he was doing when he heard the roar and splutter of an Engine on the service road behind his station