PROLOGUE
"Beat her! Burn her if necessary! She is the thief who has been bothering us for months on end!" The owner of the supermarket howled. The women continued to beat the young lady who refused to talk, let alone plead. Obrempong Kantanka, popularly known as OK, couldn't stand it anymore. He went closer and gently said "women, there are laws in Ghana. Kill this woman and you'll all go to jail, whether she is a thief or not. You know you can send her to the Police and process her case to court right?"
Looking at the man closely, his mmeri-ntama, coupled with the beautiful ahenemma on his feet, and golden chain around his ringed neck forced an aura of fear which made the abusers leave their target. The shop owner then addressed OK, "She wears trousers with big pockets and steals expensive phones and jeweleries and sometimes lavenders. We have lost a lot these past months until we caught her today. The Police, you know, will make things difficult and might even bail her after using her. Look at the beauty this thief has!"
OK persuaded the owner and compensated her for her loss. They handed the thief over to him. He thought she'd be grateful and thank him for saving her life but she glared at him instead. Baffled, he parked his luxurious car which was tainted with the blood oozing from her face and turned to face her.
"Madam, it seems you think I'm in the wrong somehow but you do know stealing is a morally corrupt attitude and those who engages in it must be ashamed of themselves."
Shocked that his words did not move her, he asked her her name.
"I don't want to owe anyone any favours. How many rounds will pay for saving me?"
OK was shocked. "How many rounds of what?"
"Look at a hypocrite! How many rounds of sex? Of fuckery? Of "edie"! Whatever rocks your boat. And don't pretend you saved me out of the goodness of your heart. All men are equal. All they want is to dig in between the thighs of women and sometimes the holes of men in general. I won't be fooled!"
OK was too baffled to speak. He cringed at the goosebumps which have surfaced on his skin due to the words of the girl who is merely in her twenties, and wondered if there was a secret camera somewhere or he was just dreaming. But her "Hey mister" woke him up to the reality of his situation and he turned to his seat, driving off to his house with the girl he barely knows.