Eddie | Zondi

He handed her the thumb drive. “If I don’t call you by noon tomorrow, publish every page.”

She opened the door in a bathrobe, eyes sharp. “Eddie. You look like a man being followed by his own shadow.” eddie zondi

Eddie Zondi smiled. It had been a long time since he’d felt this awake. He handed her the thumb drive

At a red light, a white Toyota Hilux pulled up beside him. Two men inside. Sunglasses at 4 a.m. Eddie’s hand moved to his hip. The light turned green. The Hilux didn’t move. Neither did Eddie. eddie zondi