Roman slipped off the wall, and slowly left the area to Mark's office, where was his bedroom. His face was twisted with heavy thought.
"Now what?" Mark Tonto asked Roman an hour later while sitting in the bar outside his boxing club on Kawe, then he continued, "... what does that soldier mean to come here and leave without saying a word?"
Roman bit his lip in anger. "He was trying to message me Mark ..."
"What's the message now?"
"That he is still following me and that I forget the warning he gave me that day when I came out of prison."
Mark shook his head in amazement. "Or surely this woman in the name ... now how do we make Roman?"
"We continue with our movements as usual, nothing changes. These protests by Inspector Fatma don't bother me at all."
The second week of the provincial boxing tournament, Kawe boxing club lost one boxer, and Roman and Chumbi advanced to the finals, with Roman dropping his opponent in the first minute of the fourth and final round. It was a full-blown confrontation with the way Roman played his opponent, and finally dropped him in the final round. Roman was now one of the most talented boxers in the tournament. That evening Mark organized a short ceremony with his boxers to congratulate Roman and Chumbi for reaching the finals that would take place the following week. While in the middle of their celebration at the bar outside their club, Mark bought the evening newspaper that was passed by the vendor at the pub and showed Roman the news on the newspaper's sports page.
Deus of murder tackles Swaziland.
The headline was correct, and Roman immediately paid attention to the news, which stated that world heavyweight champion Middle Middle Deus "deadly" Macha was expecting to beat a boxer from Swaziland in an international battle to defend his title six months ago. . The fight was scheduled to take place later that week, Saturday at the PTA venue in the city.
The news sparked debate among the Kawe boxers, some of the boxers praising Deus for how versatile he was in the dugouts, and how he was dropping his opponents, some wishing he could one day be like him.
Roman and Mark Tonto sat quietly listening as the youngsters discussed Deus.
"Okay boys, how are you all going to witness the fight this Saturday, eenh?" Mark finally asked.
Screams and excitement erupted from the young men, approaching Mark's argument with a hoe, and others jumping and dropping their fists in the air and playing catch-up to enjoy the question.
"Aaah, stop messing now, ebbo!" Mark shouted at his teens angrily as he saw the other customers at the bar seem surprised and screamed.