Kindle Edition
Amazon
Category:
Crime
Publisher: Amazon Kindle Direct Publishing
Type: Fiction
Pages: 79
Copyright: November 2, 2018
ISBN-13: 9781798561034
Price: $4.99 (eBook)
Love goes to where love is and so when Ama was far convinced that her fiance, Martinson is innocent of the crime he has been accused and condemned to death, she was ready to go all length to defend him at the peril of her young life, not even her father could stand her way.
SYNOPSIS
Twenty-five year old Marketing undergraduate in the National University College, Martinson met Koryo in a bar, of which she pretended her own mobile phone battery had gone flat, and asked if she could use his phone to call Uber taxi to take her home. However, when the following morning the Uber driver was found dead and the car missing; Martinson was arrested, tried, convicted and sentenced to death.
Meanwhile, Martinson’s fiancée, Ama vowed to prove his innocence, but fails to understand why her own father should attempt to place impediments in her way, until the stunning truth about Martinson’s real identity is revealed.
Excerpt
CHAPTER ONE
This cool September breeze swayed off trees and rustled leaves outside the glass windows of the two-bedroom semi-detached Swish wooden House situated in a middle class Accra suburban. The mood was tensed but the atmosphere very peaceful. The night began to go blue-black and the wee hour’s velvet beckoned by the stars under the glow of a full moon produced a weird sense of mystery. Ama laid on the bed in one of the bed rooms, reading a book entitled “In His Journey To Fame”. On top of a table beside the bed was an Ipad connected to speakers toned down to play a cool country music from one of Kenny Rodgers piece. Her mind wandered about making concentration very difficult. The soothing rhythm of the country music could not relax her. She tried to force a sleep, but the sleep will not come easily. As she began to close her eyes; there was a knock at the door. “Come in”. Ama responded. Immediately the door swung open, Mrs. Donkor shoved herself in and closed the door gently behind her. Ama quickly sat on the bed, folded the page of the book into two and slowly closed the book onto the table. Mrs. Donkor stood aloof watching her daughter and continued to stare at Ama quizzically. This action from Mrs. Donkor made Ama felt uncomfortable and wondered what the problem was but kept mute in order not to attract any reproach from her mum. “What’s the problem, Ama? You appear odd these days.” She quipped.
“I can’t sleep, mum. I can’t rest. I can’t concentrate. I can’t do anything, these days.” Ama replied her mother. Mrs. Donkor sat down on the bed and placed her right hand at the shoulder of Ama in a placatory posture. “My daughter, take heart! I wish I could bear the brunt of the agony you are going through. But I can’t. The only thing I could do is to share your pain.”
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