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It was myself, du Preez, it was Wasserman, Ndaba and Shabalala.  We walked in the same direction of where van der Westhuizen had pointed out to us.  Once in the thick bush where it opens up against the river embankment, Wasserman put his bag down and while Wasserman, Shabalala and Ndaba stood at the river embankment and urinated, du Preez and I took the two silenced weapons from the bag.  Wasserman made Ndaba and Shabalala sit on the ground with their faces in the direction of the river.  du Preez and I came from behind and shot them in the back of the head.  After they had fallen, each one of them were shot one shot in the temple.  I shot Ndaba while du Preez shot Shabalala.  du Preez and I removed their clothing while Wasserman returned back to the vehicle to collect the concrete poles, the hessian and the wire.  After van der Westhuizen and he brought these items to us, van der Westhuizen went back to the kombi to keep the kombi under observation.  Wasserman cut the wire in lengths and du Preez and I rolled Ndaba in the hessian.  After a concrete pole was placed over his chest and legs, the wire was bound round his body, around the hessian, to keep the hessian and the pole in position.  Wasserman and I then threw Ndaba's body from the embankment into the river.  Wasserman then assisted du Preez in doing the same with Shabalala's body after which he was also thrown into the river.
	We placed the clothes which were in the black bag into Wasserman's backpack.  Branches were broken from the bushes to obliterate the bloodstains.  We remained an hour to ensure that the terrain was clear and that the bodies had sunk.  We watched the river to ensure that nothing came up again.  We afterwards drove back to the safe-house where, at our arrival we fashioned a large fire and the clothing and branches with which the blood was covered up, were burned.  While the fire burned we tapped a jerrycan of petrol from my police vehicle and placed the jerrycan in the boot of the blue Toyota Corolla.