Tucking the piece of paper on which the message was into the pocket of her suit, the Vice-President turned to his son who was staring out of the window. He was the love of her life for which she would do anything. Thinking about him, she wondered if it would be best for her, in the face of the threat to her life, to resign. Yes, she was patriotic but she would rather die for her son than for the country.
The Black Mercedes Benz went through the huge black gates of the official residence of the Vice-President of Ghana. They had arrived home. The Mercedes Benz came to a stop in front of the hou