Chapter 48
CSP Kanu wiped his palms on his uniform, the fifth time since the brothers had walked into his office. His head was almost free of hair, only a narrow ring of grey hair remained on his shiny skull. Grey spikes of hair protruded from his chin.
“Won’t you boys sit? What would you like to drink? Beer? Gin? Wine? Whisky?”
Positioned right in front of the door, inside the chief superintendent’s cramped office, Kurt and Leke shook their heads, a simultaneous motion.
Kurt’s gaze skimmed the average-sized square room. On the wall, behind the desk, framed photos of the president and the state governor rubbed shoulders. The desktop computer on the CSP’s desk whirred. Off to one side of the desk, heaps of files competed for space. A row of overflowing file cabinets occupied the east wa
