Imagine a mother standing anxiously outside a police station at dusk. Her son has been missing for five days. Every ringing telephone unsettles her. Every unfamiliar face rekindles hope before disappointment returns. She has visited hospitals, mortuaries, churches and relatives. She has circulated photographs and exhausted every possible lead. Yet beyond sympathy, the law offers little in the way of a coordinated legal framework to accelerate investigations or compel timely access to information that may determine whether her child is alive.
A few kilometres away, another family is locked in a bitter struggle over ancestral land. What began as a civil disagreement has attracted violent gangs whose stock-in-trade is intimidation, unlawful occupation and extortion. The family soon discovers that justice delayed is not just justice denied; it is an invitation to lawlessness.
Elsewhere, another household mourns a loved one whose life became another casualty of the gruesome economy of ritual
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