Alex Goode arrived back at camp, only to find it a flurry of activity before he was even briefed. Upon entering the small Head Quarters building, which directed all activity outside of the engineering compound, he realised work had resumed, and reflected, ‘A lot can happen during a day!’
Alex wasn’t a career civil servant. He left government employ nearly twenty years ago for more lucrative opportunities in the private sector. Yet, there he was, at the age of forty-seven, back in the government bureaucracy and in a position he’d occupied for the past five months.
He found the brigadier in his office.
As he rose to his feet, the brigadier had a look of triumph on his face as he said.
“Alex, she did it! That young corporal didn’t even hesitate. She went straight in, yesterday, and everything is back on track.”
Alex walked over to the brigadier, offered him his hand, which he enthusiastically shook, and said.
“We got there in the end, Percy.”