Selleck’s, and sat boldly on his upper lip, accentuating the lines of his jaw and cheekbones.

“Can I help you, sir?” he asked, and his voice was deep and booming, tainted ever so slightly with the twang of the Cape colored, distant descendants of the original Khoisan tribes who had welcomed the Dutch into the country many hundreds of years ago. 

“Yes.” Drake nodded, pushing his way past the two armed soldiers, who began resisting, but quickly stepped aside after a subtle nod from the General.  “We’d like to know what exactly the military are doing here?”  

“This is a sensitive situation.” The General smiled, but there was no sincerity in the action.  “We have our orders from above, which we will communicate shortly.” 

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