‘He’s got a pangolin in there somewhere as well,’ Mia said. ‘He was carrying it this morning.’
‘Great,’ Sannie replied. ‘We can probably take him in for questioning based on the pangolin alone.’
‘Let’s leave the vehicles here,’ Sean suggested. ‘Go in quietly.’
They got out and Sannie drew her Z88 pistol from its holster. Sean clipped a lead to Benny’s tracking collar. Mia and Bongani followed them as they moved quietly down the street.
‘Take Benny around the back, Sean,’ Sannie whispered, ‘in case anyone inside makes a run for it.’
A dog somewhere nearby started barking, perhaps catching Benny’s scent. The noise set off a rooster from the yard of the house next to the one with the blue door.
Sannie went up to the tin door and banged on it. ‘Police, open up!’
Sannie heard a noise ins
