The rainstorm was no less at the Airport Hills Estate. The only difference was the drainage; due to the good drainage system, there was no flood. President Marfo sighed. This was not the sort of drama he had bargained for even when he decided to seek the highest office of the land. And now, just when he was hoping for peaceful retirement, all kinds of drama were unfolding.
The Vice-President and the two soldiers had been served tea. The two soldiers were yet to touch their own. The Vice-President was sipping hers every now and then but had not touched the ginger biscuit served with it.
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