What a setting—luxurious in an old-fashioned way that matched Colonial days of elegance and polish-darkened wood trim.Gowon in private disliked ceremony. He brought his idiosyncratic austere Christianity with him to any meeting, even when it inconvenienced or offended. His teeth flashed in a warm smile for her and he glanced down again at the folder open on his desk. It was too easy, Lindsey reflected, to win this man's trust. He assumed everyone worthy until proven false. And yet, he wasn't stupid."I need information about our foreign volunteer pilots."The Biafrans called the Federal foreign "volunteers," mercenaries. A difference of perspective. The Biafrans had their own but didn't fuss as much over the terminology. Paid volunteers made for a funny definition of the word. She had her own doubts about the outsiders manning Nigerian Federal bombers. Russian, Egyptian and East Eurpoean pilots dropping British-made bombs on Africans. Bad for public relations with other nations."I hear that they're compromised by old friendships that run across Biafran and Federal lines.
