THE WOMAN IN THE PHOTO WAS SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD.

begging beside a road.

Kojo opened the car door slowly.

His driver immediately turned in alarm.

“Sir?”

“Wait here.”

The humid Accra heat wrapped around him as he stepped onto the roadside.

Adzo instinctively stepped backward.

Rich men usually did not get out of their cars for children like her.

Kojo crouched carefully until he was eye-level with her.

“What’s continue reading …