Helen, Lt. Clottey’s sister, sliced the onions into the oil on the fire. Her fiancé, Lt. Ken Badoo was doing the eggs. They were getting breakfast ready.
“This is so unlike your brother…the Victor I knew will never spend even a night outside his home unless it is very important. If it is a woman who has captured him, then really, that woman must be something else,” Lt. Badoo said, laughing.
“Come on honey, you know Victor very well. I am very sure something other than a woman is keeping him away from…”
“Ssssssshhhhhhh!” Lt. Badoo suddenly said, signaling to his girlfriend to quit talking.