Adjutant Austin, who was guarding outside the door, sighed quietly, the corners of his mouth twitching. The General would not let go of any chance to have s*x with his wife.
Carlin could not help but remind, "Adjutant Austin, if the General doesn't come out now, he will be late. This banquet is specially prepared for him by Mr. President and the military and political leaders."
Adjutant Austin certainly knew it. Because of Christine, the General had quarreled with the President several times, and the grudges between them grew deeper and deeper. The President held the banquet just to offer Ryon a face-saving way out of this.
Adjutant Austin gave Carlin a meaningful look. "General's so energetic. I'm afraid we will have to wait until tomorrow. You go knock on the door."
"Why me again?"
