Trap

Shortly after, a frail black man who was all skin and bones was brought in. 

The black man had stubble on his chin and wore an expensive suit. Apart from his unordinary skinny physique, he looked pretty average. His eyes seemed to express zero emotions with what seemed like a layer of mist cast over them.

However, Dlamini seemed to be completely unfazed by the man's appearance. He was well aware of the nature of this man before him. He was a drug addict whose family had long given up on him. 

Upon seeing Dlamini, the black man suddenly displayed an expression that was a mixture of fright and excitement. "E, Etor, I have some good news for you!" 

"Indell, have you got the money to settle your debt?" Dlamini frowned. "Also, don't address me by my other name, we're not that close." 

"Okay, Dlamini." The black man smiled awkwardly. "I know, I still owe you five million rands. But nevermind that, I came here with good news today."