the onslaught, but she could not hear a single word. Let him see what she had to deal with. Let him see how she was undermined. Then there would be no trouble when she transferred Vincent Radebe to lighter duties.
The Indian shifted his considerable bulk to make room for her. On the screen was the BMW motorcycle website.
?Look at this,? he said. ?We have been monitoring them all afternoon.?
She read. Messages, one after another.
?How many are there?? asked Janina.
?Twenty-two messages,? said Rajkumar?s assistant. ?More than seventy bikers who say they are on the way.?
?That doesn'?t bother me.?
Rajkumar and his assistant looked at her questioningly.
?It?s just a lot of men looking for an excuse to drink,? she said. ?Seventy? What are they going to do? Carry out a coup d?etat at Northern Cape Command with their scooters??
?Department of Psychology.?
?This is Allison Healy of the
again. I wonder if??
?I told you, Dr. Van Heerden will be in tomorrow.?
?You did. But I was wondering if you could call him at home and tell him it is in connection with Thobela Mpayipheli.?
?Who??
?Thobela Mpayipheli. Dr. Van Heerden knows him well. The man is in trouble, and if you could call him and tell him, I can leave you my number.?
?Dr. Van Heerden does not like to be disturbed at home.?
?Please.?
There was silence on the end, followed by a dramatic sigh. ?What is your number?? She gave it. ?And your name again??
The Reaction Unit?s members sat around in groups defined by the shade of the acacias next to the hard-baked red and white parade ground of the Anti-Aircraft School, between the vehicles and boxes. The row of trees provided ever shifting shelter from the merciless sun and dominating heat of thirty-four degrees Celsius. Two tents had been erected? just the roof sections, like enormous umbrellas. Shirts were off, torsos glistening with sweat, weapons were being cleaned, a few of Team Alpha lay sleeping, others chatted, here and there a muffled laugh. A radio was playing.
As Captain Tiger Mazibuko approached, he heard them fall silent as a news bulletin was announced. He checked his watch. Where had the day gone?
He sat down beside Lieutenant Penrose. ?Is Bravo ready??
?When the signal comes, we can be rolling in five minutes, Captain.?
?If the signal comes.? He motioned toward the building behind him where the operation was coordinated. ?This lot of monkeys couldn'?t find a turd in a toilet.?