Author: Malaka

It seemed for Annette as though the world was in suspended animation. Nothing before these few moments with her brother and sister mattered and nothing else afterward would. Annette held fast to Amy’s hand for the …

The soft sound of fledgling swallows chirping filled the early morning air. As if on cue, their mother returned with the spoils of her pre-dawn hunt, bringing food to satisfy their tiny hungry bellies. Sophia had …

The bullfrogs were croaking a baleful chorus from the lush grass lining the road leading into Elmina. A sudden downpour had drenched the area. The frogs may have been singing praises of thanks for the rain, …

Someone was sweeping outside. The sound of stiff bristles and a woman’s voice humming a hymn pulled Afosua from her sleep. The room was deathly silent, save for the sound of that distant spiritual song and …

Tony paced the floors of the chief inspector’s office. Afosua’s phone had been ringing and gone unanswered for hours. He was worried. Something had to be terribly wrong. The inspector leaned back in his office chair …

“Where are you taking me?” “Just shut up and drive.” “And what direction am I actually driving in, sir?” Afosua pulled on her seatbelt slowly, stalling for time. Harold Boakye pulled a knife from his ankle …

Tony left two hours later. He was going to make a few calls to see if he could get in touch with the Ghana Police’s lead inspector. Before he left he put a smart phone on …