Eddie - Zondi

Eddie Zondi knew the exact weight of a lie. Four hundred grams, wrapped in brown paper, sweating against his palm. He’d been a cop long enough to feel the difference between a street hustle and a conspiracy. This one hummed with the latter.

Eddie Zondi smiled. It had been a long time since he’d felt this awake. eddie zondi

The Hilux sped off. Eddie sat for a full minute, heart jackhammering. They knew his car. They knew his route. Which meant they knew about the ledger. Eddie Zondi knew the exact weight of a lie

Eddie touched the butt of his service weapon. “I’m going to go have a word with the man who bought my captain a new pool last Christmas.” This one hummed with the latter

Then the passenger window rolled down. The man inside smiled. “Captain Zondi. Your brake light is out.” He laughed, a wet, rattling sound. “You should get that fixed.”