TESTIMONY_GIVER:
  After that I left my house.  I went to Folweni for two weeks, and the person I was with said I should leave because they were not safe because of my presence.  I went to Umlazi, and I was there for a few months, and I went to Izingolweni.  That's where I built  my house.  You know I don't think my family is safe enough there because people are scared of associating with us, and to be seen as people who are close to us.  I took Mbusi to some other place in Impendle, and also rented a house for - I came back to Durban, and I was looking for -he said he was staying at KwaMakutha in Mr Nxwensa's house, and I asked him as to how safe the place was.  He said the place was not safe, but he was also scared to go to school because the schools could not accept him because of his past.  I was at my wits end, and I left him there to attend school.  Then in 1988, as well as in 1989, he was staying there.  Then in 1989 he sent a message that I should come to him because he wanted to see me.  I went there to see him, and I also sent a message that I had arrived.  He told me that it is now 1989 and he had passed his matric, and he promised me that he was going to build me a house, because all this that took place was because of him.  He admitted that he knew about political organisations, and he was sorry that I did not know anything, but I ended up being a victim.  He further told me that he had had an altercation with Mrs Mtshali, and I asked him as to what problem there was.  He told me to listen carefully.  He related to me that he got involved with Mrs Mtshali's daughter in 1985.  This shocked me because I had not seen anything amiss.  After the family had separated I went away.  Then when I came back I discovered that the lady I was involved with had now been involved with another person.  I told him that that was his own problem.  And he further told me that this woman was involved with a KwaZulu policeman, and he did not want the relationship to end between him and his girlfriend.  And I realised that his life was not safe now after he was the policeman's rival, and I left him at that place.  I think it was in October or November during the year 1989 when I left.  I went away.  Then towards December I went back and I tried to look for my son.  We had a conversation and he told me that he had had an altercation with the policeman.  They were walking with the girlfriend, and at that time they came across the policeman, who said they suited each other.  And he abused him verbally, and he ran towards a certain Mr Mtshali's place.  Victor went to where he was staying.  That was at No 23.  Then immediately thereafter he said the girlfriend came back to tell him that he was going to be evicted at that place if he continued with the relationship.  Then Victor had to give the relationship up so that he could have a place to stay.  And at that particular time he was not working.  It was towards festive season, and in January, immediately after the new year, it was on a Sunday, I woke up and went to our church service.  I  received a telephone call that Victor had been