Lt. Clottey smiled at her. He understood how she was feeling. Gertrude Mensah made no attempt to stop the tears. They meandered down her cheeks and dropped on the squeaky clean tiled floor.
“I am sorry, Lieutenant. I am so sorry” she said repeatedly, apologizing to the soldier for nearly losing his life in his tango with Kruger. She had been rattled when she was told Lt. Clottey had been shot. And when she learnt he had been rushed to the hospital unconscious, she had feared the worse. She quickly told the Speaker of Parliament to fill in for her by hosting the visiting Russian Prime Ministe