Mrs. Khoza is meeting with her drug man, Randy, in a secret location.

Mrs. KHOZA: I need you to pick up where you left off. This time, take things to another level.

RANDY: Meaning?

Mrs. KHOZA: Continue feeding her drugs – deadly drugs this time.

RANDY: We have a problem; she’s no longer touching drugs.

Mrs. KHOZA (shocked): What?

RANDY: Apparently, she’s now a prayer warrior. She’s been clean for weeks.

Mrs. KHOZA: Wait. You mean she’s been throwing away the drugs you were giving her?

RANDY: No. She sold them to other junkies.

Mrs. KHOZA: Damnit! We need to come up with plan B.

RANDY: Why do you want to get rid of her now?

Mrs. KHOZA: My gut feeling is telling me that vultures are closing in. They are coming to save her. 

RANDY: What if it’s just paranoia? Maybe you’re overthinking.

Mrs. KHOZA: No! I am not! People are starting to ask questions. It’s making me uncomfortable. I don’t like the idea of people prying into my business.

RANDY: What do you suggest we do?

Mrs. KHOZA: We take her off the streets. Our first house is empty and unused. I think we should take her there.

RANDY: What? No, I don’t think it’s a good idea. It’s too risky!

Mrs. KHOZA: Relax. My husband is under my spell. He follows any command given to him. I’ll make sure he doesn’t come near the house.

RANDY: Oh. OK, let’s do it.

Mrs. KHOZA: Follow me.