Slindile puts the most formal clothes that she has; just as she finishes the protein bar that she has managed to eat a car horn sounded outside, she hurried over to the window to see a black car outside.

Slindile quickly went down the stairs taking two, with the file on the other hand she quickly descended the stairs without even breaking a sweat. “Did you manage to get a look over the file.” He asked as soon as she walked inside the car.

“I didn’t have much time but I managed to scan through it as best as I could.”

“Well you better start then and tell me what you think.” He said as he tried to beat the morning rush traffic.

She opened the file and the first thing she saw was a picture of an old woman who looked not more than 70 lying face up, with a slit throat. Surprisingly there was not much blood on the scene just a little spill on the wall. The file didn’t indicate that there was any kind of forced entry and nothing seemed to have been taken from the home. Once she was done she closed the file and gave herself a minute to try and sort her mind.

“What do you think?” Samuel asked. Slindile knew very well that he was trying to see if she had caught on the obvious as yet. And she she happy to share her thoughts “From what I read this was no break in, she led this person in her house maybe because she trusted this person enough to want to invite them inside her home.” She said as she pondered on her thoughts again not wanting to be wrong or seem to be all over the place.