181|Bitter Fight—Part 1

When Elijah left work for the day, the weather had taken a turn for the worst, with the Bay seeing the heaviest rains since the start of Spring.

The run from the entrance of Sea Point's police station to his car was quick, but by the time he slipped behind the wheel, he was drenched to the bone.

He unzipped his K-Way jacket and pulled out a file, relieved to see it wasn't soaked like he'd feared. He dumped it on the dashboard and gazed at it in wonder, feeling pretty chuffed with himself.

As fulfilling as his days were on the Special Task Force, Elijah still missed the adrenaline rush of solving a good old whodunit case. As a result, he couldn't wait to get home and get his hands dirty. But first, he had to stop at his mom's place. He always stopped at his mom's place on Wednesdays. After all, it was the only day of the week that the youngest two Boshoff children were occupied.

Dreading the drive to The Flats, Elijah fired up the car and was about to pull out of the parking lot when, f