CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
Naidoo slipped out of the high chair and started putting her jacket back on. Printzlau kept a keen eye on her while sharpening his cue stick in the billiards section of the bowling alley. She walked to the main entrance and exited the place. He turned back to the billiards table to see Nkosi was still lining up her next shot. She hit the cue ball and smashed the nine ball with it. It nicked around the rim of a side pocket, but just missed.
“Okay Roue, you’re up.”
Nkosi rose to an upright position.
“Actually, I think it’s time for us to leave.”
Printzlau nodded in the direction of where Naidoo had been sitting. His partner took a glance before turning back to him.
“Is she gone?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“All right then. Ready when you are.”
Nkosi placed her cue stick on t
