Mandisa sighed and shifted in the tub allowing the water to circulate around her. Being the type of a person she was, Mandisa had been willing to walk away from the case by the second week. The law was on Staak's side but that didn't mean what he was doing was right and her heart went out to the cheated farmers and the community. However those farmers and communities she felt sorry for quickly changed her mind. They called her a traitor as she was a black woman representing a white man. They threw stones at her and basically treated her like venom. Mandisa hadn't appreciated their attitude and barbarian conduct. She didn't make the law, she just embodied it. So she had stayed and given the case all her best. She felt bad that Staak had worn the case and gotten away with his deeds but that was what she had been paid to do: represent Staak and get him a not guilty verdict. However she hadn't left matters like that. She had arranged a media conference and let it known that the government was to blame for men like Staak getting away with murder. If the agriculture department in Cape Town had been up to standard then farmers would be getting fair deals and the locals would know about unions and workers rights. She didn't know if her words had fallen on deaf ears or not and she didn't care. Cape Town was not her problem. Julian Staak had paid her for her services and not for her opinions or morals. Mandisa sat up in the tub and began washing off the Cape Town scent. She didn't usually accept cases outside Johannesburg and if Van Wyk, her associate had not recommended her, she wouldn't have taken the case or even known about it. To appeal to all the races in South Africa, her firm, Van Wyk and Partners had four associates; Richard Van Wyk - the founder, Thomas Louw, George Dhavheni and herself, Mandisa Dladla. Between the four of them, they were fluent in all eleven official languages and could cover any matter. Mandisa expertise was on marital and family matters, though she never said no to criminal cases. Hell, she never said no to any case nowadays. After spending thousands of Rands tracing her roots, she needed every cent she could get her hands on. Van Wyk knew that and had done her a huge favor by recommending her instead of the other associates. Not that he had done it out of the goodness of his heart… Van Wyk was as greedy as they come. If he could speak all official languages and be in two places at once, he wouldn't have associates.