The news going around the camp was that a soldier had been murdered in cold blood. And no one knew who did it. He was last seen with some other men and all fingers pointed to a female helper in their midst during his attack.
She was tight-lipped and shaken. The bruises all over her body brought questions to the table that no one dared to answer. It wasn't soon before the case was shut down and no one was allowed to talk about it.
Beige was furious standing In front of the men he supervised. Their chin held high as they stood upright and at ease.
" Just what in tarnation happened while all of you were alert and about?" his thunderous voice boomed with anger and authority. They cowered under the pressure of tone. They were stifled in their stance as they listened.
Nobody dared speak up. Beige knowing he couldn't force the answers from them decided to do a private investigation on the matter. He walked away from the high platform he stood moments ago to address them.
