The following morning Oosthuizen visited Roderick and immediately asked: “Did you get the message I left the other day?”
“No? That’s strange. It said that I was battling to get hold of the person high up in the police. I called early the following day, and got hold of him but the news was not good. You’ll have to remain in the same cell for a few more weeks until we can find a bunk for you elsewhere.”
Roderick pleaded: “At least transfer me to another jail with someone who’ll not rape me.” Oosthuizen could see that Roderick was at the end of his tether.
“I swear I left the message and I need to find out what happened to it,” Oosthuizen explained.
Roderick nodded feebly.
He went on to say: “We’ve got a lot of work to do in preparation for the trial. You’ll be taken to Eshowe Court. I got my secretary to call the judges’ secretary and she was successful in getting him to commit to a time.”
“After that, you’ll be moved to further stand trial and possibly face sentencing in the Supreme Court in Durban. You’ll be taken there on a Friday at a future date in order to appear before the judge on a Monday. We need to make a further appointment with the judge, depending on the outcome of the trial in Eshowe.”
“Will I be in a room on my own?”
Oosthuizen could see that Roderick was dreading going back to the cell. It was as if the end of the world had come, saw Oosthuizen.
“I don’t know. I understand what you’re going through. Let’s go over the points that have emerged. I’ll brief Olivier. Do you mind if I tape record the interview?”
“No, not at all.”
Oosthuizen immediately got to the point. “One, you intend to plead not guilty to the charge of murdering Madelaine Roderick?”
“Please speak up for the sake of the tape recording.”
“Yes.” Roderick repeated it louder for the recording: “Yes.”
“Two, you witnessed a black man hitting her repeatedly over the head and shoulders?”
“Is there anything else you need to add?”
“Please, could you find out whatever happened to your message?”
“Don’t worry about that. I will. Are we finished?”
“Yes,” replied Roderick limply.