Utterly Mad

Kagame grunts a thanks and dismounts, grabbing his rifle and pack from the back of the ancient jeep. He does a quick check of his equipment to make sure nothing jostled loose during the drive, and does a quick scan of his surroundings, noting that this busy street is possibly one of the worst places the U.N. could have picked for a base of operations - blocked sight lines, lots of bystanders, and so much noise and movement that a guy could stick a knife in you without you even noticing. The only thing it seems to have going for it is that it lets people see how present and "ready to help" the Peacekeepers are. Typical U.N. thinking.

Not seeing any immediate trouble, he lights a cigarette and stands by the door to the warehouse, facing the street, flicking his eyes cautiously around his surroundings, and waiting for his companion.