Chapters (109)
- Part One
- ONE
- One day earlier
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- PART TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
- FORTY
- FORTY-ONE
- FORTY-TWO
- FORTY-THREE
- FORTY-FOUR
- FORTY-FIVE
- FORTY-SIX
- FORTY-SEVEN
- FORTY-EIGHT
- FORTY-NINE
- FIFTY
- FIFTY-ONE
- FIFTY-TWO
- FIFTY-THREE
- FIFTY-FOUR
- FIFTY-FIVE
- FIFTY-SIX
- FIFTY-SEVEN
- FIFTY-EIGHT
- FIFTY-NINE
- SIXTY
- SIXTY-ONE
- SIXTY-TWO
- SIXTY-THREE
- SIXTY-FOUR
- SIXTY-FIVE
- SIXTY-SIX
- SIXTY-SEVEN
- SIXTY-EIGHT
- SIXTY-NINE
- SEVENTY
- SEVENTY-ONE
- SEVENTY-TWO
- SEVENTY-THREE
- SEVENTY-FOUR
- SEVENTY-FIVE
- SEVENTY-SIX
- SEVENTY-SEVEN
- SEVENTY-EIGHT
- SEVENTY-NINE
- EIGHTY
- EIGHTY-ONE
- EIGHTY-TWO
- EIGHTY-THREE
- EIGHTY-FOUR
- EIGHTY-FIVE
- EIGHTY-SIX
- EIGHTY-SEVEN
- EIGHTY-EIGHT
- EIGHTY-NINE
- NINETY
- NINETY-ONE
- NINETY-TWO
- NINETY-THREE
- NINETY-FOUR
- NINETY-FIVE
- NINETY-SIX
- NINETY-SEVEN
- NINETY-EIGHT
- NINETY-NINE
- GLOSSARY
- Acknowledgments
- Continue reading
- Part One
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
“I’m fine, thanks to you. I know you called Bruno and then he called Sana. I want to say thank you for that. How are you too?”
“I’m good. I heard Ponsu and the twins are in custody.”
Emma suspected he knew that from DI Damptey. “Yes. They murdered Mr. Tilson.”
“I feel sorry for what I’ve done,” Nii Kwei said. “I’m going to sell my Audi so I can return Mr. Tilson’s money to his son.”
“It’s the honest thing to do,” Emma said. “Thank you.”
“We’ll talk soon.”
He ended the call abruptly. Emma reflected what an odd situation this was. Nii Kwei was a criminal, but he had also played a large role in saving her life. She was glad he hadn’t told her where he was, thus avoiding a possible conflict of interest for Emma. If anyone asked her if she knew where Nii Kwei was, she could truthfully answer that she didn’t.
She sat thinking about the case. Something was bothering her, but she couldn’t put her finger on it.
At the end of the day, Emma got hold of Yahya, the driver, on the phone. He sounded happy to hear from her.
“Madam, long time!” he said, laughing. “How are you, please?”
“I’m well, Yahya, and you?”
“Oh, by God’s grace, madam.”
“Did you manage to find a new job?” she asked.
“Yes please. Now I’m a driver for the director of the State Housing Company.”
“Wow, that’s so great. Congrats.”
“Thank you, madam. I’m very happy. Please, how is the case of the white man going?”
“We are getting somewhere with it, but I wanted to ask you something that might help us some more.”
“By all means, please.”
“You remember when we met and you were talking about how you took Mr. Gordon to see Mr. Ponsu?”
“Yes, madam.”
“You said Mr. Ponsu told the American man he should be afraid of someone. I don’t quite recall the exact words.”
“Eh-heh, yes. I remember it very well. The white man tell Mr. Ponsu, ‘do you think I’m afraid of you?’ and then Ponsu too said to the white man, ‘there are people before me you should be afraid of.’”
“Okay. And then?”
“The white man say, ‘what do you mean?’ and Mr. Ponsu just laugh and tell the white man, ‘you will see.’ And then we left and that was all.”
“I’ve got it,” Emma said. “Thank you very much.”
“You are welcome, madam. God bless you.”
When Emma was off the line with Yahya, she went down the hall to Mr. Sowah’s office, but only Beverly was there restocking the printer with new paper. “He’s already gone for the day,” she said.
Emma stopped to think for a moment, and then she called Dazz.
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