The Pale Garden
Chapter One Forty-eight hours. That was all the time Yaa Frimpong had to secure the final mortgage payment on Kofi’s estate, a window of opportunity that felt less like a deadline and more like a closing throat. She stood at the crumbling boundary of the property, where the white sky offered no shadow to hide in, and watched the damp fog choke the streets of the contemporary Accra river town,...
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