The rotary wings of the helicopter spinned, making the clothes of the team fly.
Racheal walked past the huge trucks from different companies that had arrived on their request.
Some brands had up to five trucks present.
“You invited the press?” She shouted over the noise of the helicopter to Terry.
He gave her a what-did-you-think look.
“I need to speak to the sick among them first.” Racheal said.
“I will go speak with the camp manager.” Nasir said hurrying away.
Racheal looked up at the camp buildings. They were all in a need of urgent repair.
How could Spencer Sherrod abandon a displacement camp in this condition?
Or did he not know a place like this existed. He had to know.
The camps back in Xen were in much better conditions.
“Mrs Sherrod, we need to get pictures.” Te
