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  1. Part One
  2. ONE
  3. One day earlier
  4. TWO
  5. THREE
  6. FOUR
  7. FIVE
  8. SIX
  9. SEVEN
  10. EIGHT
  11. NINE
  12. TEN
  13. ELEVEN
  14. TWELVE
  15. THIRTEEN
  16. FOURTEEN
  17. FIFTEEN
  18. SIXTEEN
  19. SEVENTEEN
  20. EIGHTEEN
  21. NINETEEN
  22. TWENTY
  23. TWENTY-ONE
  24. TWENTY-TWO
  25. PART TWO
  26. TWENTY-THREE
  27. TWENTY-FOUR
  28. TWENTY-FIVE
  29. TWENTY-SIX
  30. TWENTY-SEVEN
  31. TWENTY-EIGHT
  32. TWENTY-NINE
  33. THIRTY
  34. THIRTY-ONE
  35. THIRTY-TWO
  36. THIRTY-THREE
  37. THIRTY-FOUR
  38. THIRTY-FIVE
  39. THIRTY-SIX
  40. THIRTY-SEVEN
  41. THIRTY-EIGHT
  42. THIRTY-NINE
  43. FORTY
  44. FORTY-ONE
  45. FORTY-TWO
  46. FORTY-THREE
  47. FORTY-FOUR
  48. FORTY-FIVE
  49. FORTY-SIX
  50. FORTY-SEVEN
  51. FORTY-EIGHT
  52. FORTY-NINE
  53. FIFTY
  54. FIFTY-ONE
  55. FIFTY-TWO
  56. FIFTY-THREE
  57. FIFTY-FOUR
  58. FIFTY-FIVE
  59. FIFTY-SIX
  60. FIFTY-SEVEN
  61. FIFTY-EIGHT
  62. FIFTY-NINE
  63. SIXTY
  64. SIXTY-ONE
  65. SIXTY-TWO
  66. SIXTY-THREE
  67. SIXTY-FOUR
  68. SIXTY-FIVE
  69. SIXTY-SIX
  70. SIXTY-SEVEN
  71. SIXTY-EIGHT
  72. SIXTY-NINE
  73. SEVENTY
  74. SEVENTY-ONE
  75. SEVENTY-TWO
  76. SEVENTY-THREE
  77. SEVENTY-FOUR
  78. SEVENTY-FIVE
  79. SEVENTY-SIX
  80. SEVENTY-SEVEN
  81. SEVENTY-EIGHT
  82. SEVENTY-NINE
  83. EIGHTY
  84. EIGHTY-ONE
  85. EIGHTY-TWO
  86. EIGHTY-THREE
  87. EIGHTY-FOUR
  88. EIGHTY-FIVE
  89. EIGHTY-SIX
  90. EIGHTY-SEVEN
  91. EIGHTY-EIGHT
  92. EIGHTY-NINE
  93. NINETY
  94. NINETY-ONE
  95. NINETY-TWO
  96. NINETY-THREE
  97. NINETY-FOUR
  98. NINETY-FIVE
  99. NINETY-SIX
  100. NINETY-SEVEN
  101. NINETY-EIGHT
  102. NINETY-NINE
  103. GLOSSARY
  104. Acknowledgments
  105. Continue reading
  106. Part One
  107. ONE
  108. TWO
  109. THREE

Bruno’s gaze was fixed ahead of him. “Well, not really.”

“How do you mean?”

“You can keep a secret, right?”

“Of course.”

“I’m working for Sana Sana.”

Emma jumped to her feet. “What?”

“Yes. That’s why I didn’t say anything about Sana when Nii was talking about him.”

“No, Bruno. Are you serious?”

“Yes.”

“How long have you been working for him?”

“Almost two years.”

“Oh, my God.” Emma said. She walked away a few paces shaking her head and then returned. “I wish I’d known.”

“Sometimes I’ve felt like I should tell you,” Bruno said, “but the fewer people who know, the better. Not just for me, but for others as well.”

“So, is your friendship with Nii part of Sana’s probe into sakawa?”

“It is. That’s the way I found out that Nii is the one who scammed Mr. Tilson.”

“Wait a minute. Nii did that?” Another shock for Emma. “Then the meeting between them at the sports bar—was that for Tilson to confront Nii? Maybe he discovered Nii was responsible for duping him.”

“Maybe,” Bruno agreed, “but how would Tilson have found out?”

“I don’t know,” Emma said, reflecting. “There is a woman, Susan, an American who apparently set up the meeting. Do you know anything about her?”

“I think that’s the lady Nii was having a love affair with,” Bruno said. “He mentioned her a couple of times when he was training me.”

“Can you find out more about her from Nii?” Emma asked. “And also, the meeting at the sports bar?”

“Yes, I can do that for you the next time I see him, which will be soon. We are setting up for Nii and myself to meet Godfather, the man on top of this whole sakawa empire. I will expose his identity by secretly recording him accepting money from us.”

“Oh,” Emma said, alarmed. “That could be dangerous. Are you sure you want to do that?”

“It’s not whether I want to or not. It has to be done.”

That gave Emma very little comfort. “Then be careful. That’s all I’m saying.”

“I appreciate that.”

A thought struck Emma. “By the way, did you ever meet the American man?”

Bruno shook his head. “No, but Sana told me that Mr. Tilson came to consult him. He and Sana had a quarrel and went their separate ways.”

A thought entered Emma’s head from a side door. Could the acrimony between Tilson and the journalist have been so bad that Sana might have wanted to get rid of him? She put the notion in her back pocket for now.

“What about Kweku Ponsu?” she asked Bruno. “What have you found out about him?”