Lt. Badoo stared at the security man. The tag on his shirt identified the security firm he works for as Solid Guard Security Company and his name as Maxwell Agbagba. He memorized the names, determined to advise the President later on to prevail on the Estate Manager of the Airport Hill residential area not to do business with Solid Guard Security again. Deciding it would be a waste of time advising Maxwell, he dashed back into the rain and to his car.
“What did you find out?” Lt. Clottey asked his colleague while clutching at his injured arm. The pain was becoming unbearable. He had been so f