‘All of it. I think Willemse and his mob are perfectly capable of silencing Lesedi and I think his death means we know where we stand. Those bastards have drawn a line in the sand.’

‘Okay, that settles it for me,’ said François. ‘From now on we have to assume that anyone in their way will get the same treatment. If they get wind of who we are, we’re targets too.’

‘Well, they’ve already sort of got wind of who we are,’ said Two-Boy.

Sharmi said, ‘You’ve heard something, haven’t you?’

‘Look, I was doing my usual trawl through the news editor’s inbox and he’s having some interesting correspondence with the top floor. It seems Pretoria is leaning on the CEO, so he’s leaning on the news editor.’

‘What have they got on us?’ asked Sharmi.

‘They don’t have anything on us as individuals but they’ve obviously read Kagiso’s last entry.’

‘What was in it? I’ve lost track,’ said François.

‘It’s the one in which Kagiso talked about being in that squatter camp outside Nelspruit, you know, defending the Mozambicans,’ said Two-Boy.

‘I’m still not with you. How does that identify us?’ François turned to Kagiso. ‘You took all the usual precautions?’

‘Yes, of course.’

‘Look, Pretoria knows they’re going to have to stop blaming the Mozambicans and so on sooner or later …’

‘If they can,’ said Sharmi.

‘Yeah, that’s right. But they know they have to try. If they can’t point to any evidence that it was a Mozambican, they’re going to start looking pretty silly. The Mozambican ambassador has already handed a note of protest to Foreign Affairs and the UN’s refugee woman here has put out a statement condemning the violence and saying it’s the government’s job to put a stop to it. You probably saw it.’

‘Yaah. “Impending genocide” was a bit melodramatic but I thought it put the government on the spot all right,’ said François.

‘Anyway, they know they’re running out of time. They need someone or something else to take the place of the Mozambicans as the bad guys. And that’s where you come in.’ Two-Boy corrected himself. ‘That’s where WE come in.’

‘How can they make it stick?’ asked François. ‘We’re on record condemning the murder.’

‘They don’t know who we are – do they?’ said Sharmi. What had started off as a statement ended as a question.

‘No, they don’t but the boss wants SABC to play its part in finding out,’ said Two-Boy. ‘How did he put it in the email? “We are an independent broadcaster but when national security is at stake, we have to play our part.” I think that’s what he said, anyhow.’