TESTIMONY_GIVER:
  The shooting of Mfanafuthi Khumalo by Siphiwe Mvuyane was followed my first-born.  The whole thing started from my first-born, who was killed by UDF.  You see, this thing was confusing.  We could not understand UDF because we belonged to ANC.  We used to say, "You are comrades," and they said, "No, we just use necklace.  We are not."  That's what they will say.  This started 1990 up to the time when they killed him, and they were 20 in number.  They call themselves UDF, also with the ZP.  When I went to report to the ZP they just ignored the whole thing up to this day.  They threw him in the river at Umlazi.  After some time - because then it was 1990.  In 1991 the brother was now the victim.  He was one of those who called.  What this one did also - he wanted to revenge for what they did to the brother.  He stabbed the other one, and they started now going to the ZP to report this thing, and the ZP took this matter so serious, and they were looking so furiously for Siphiwe Mvuyane.  And they kept telling me that you must start right away to buy a casket, a coffin, because your son is going to die.  And Siphiwe will come, changing cars and using the old cars, and he will just park his car outside.  And he used to go with Mthambo, one of his colleagues he used to come to my place with.  And we went to the same church, we belonged to the same denomination.  When I asked him what was wrong, "What's happening?" they said, "We are looking for Thafu."  I asked, "What happened?  What's happening?   Why are you looking for him, like you just told me that you should buy a casket, a coffin, because your son is going to die?  As an investigator why would you do all these things?"  He said to me, "I still say this.  You must just buy a coffin because your son will die."  I said to my son. "You must run away, you know, escape, because things are bad."  Until Thafu decided to flee, and he left.  What Thafu did, went to this place at Section C, where he was hiding.  He got himself a place of refuge.  After some time I just heard - it was around four in 1992 - no, I am not sure.  It was 1992.  I just heard a knock.  They said, "Theresa, open.  Siphiwe did locate Thafu."   They said, "You come.  He is still alive.  He is still breathing.  He is not dead yet.  Just come.  Rush."  He kept saying, "You rush, because he is still alive.  He wants to talk to you."  I said to myself, "No, let me just go and rush and see what's happening," until I got there.  When I got to the scene of where the whole thing took place, the scene of crime, I found him lying down on the sofa in blood, a river of blood.  I just heard him talking, whispering, saying, "Come in.  Come in, I am still alive."  Siphiwe was not there, but there were some other policemen there.  Mthambo was there.  He used to go around with Siphiwe a lot of times - often.  And he said, "Come in.  I am still alive."  He showed me the bullet holes, and I told him that just - I am not going anywhere, and he started shooting me.  He shot me all over on the chest.  He was shooting me from very close, from a very close distance.  He insisted that I shall go home.  I refused.  I asked, "Why are you keeping this child here?"  He was shot at 4.00 am. and now it's around six, but you are still keeping this child here," up until Siphiwe arrived, and Siphiwe came with the station commander, who is still working at BB.  I think he had gone to fetch him.  I said to him, "Oh, we are so happy because you are not going to die.  Why would you kill this child so brutally