Though tired and feeling the pains of his shoulder injury, thoughts of seeing and being with the Vice-President energized Lt. Clottey. He was thus in good spirits. Occasionally, he would tease his colleague of one thing or the other. Lt. Badoo jokingly threatened to crash the car if he continued to tease him. Finally, they drove into Airport Hills, going through all the barriers with ease. The private security men at the main gate and the soldiers at the barrier close to the President’s house just waved them through on seeing their car. Then Lt. Badoo drove into President Stephen Marfo’s resid