Notable Characters in the Story so far
1. Mawufemor – the protagonist
2. Reverend Amenuveve – the good Samaritan pastor
3. Elorm – the sly daughter of Rev. Amenuveve
4. Scorpion – the ringleader of the gang at the Abeka Market
5. Awutsey – gang member
6. Azumah – gang member
7. Betty – little schoolgirl
The story so far:
The pastor's daughter, Elorm, had accused Mawufemor of raping her. Mawufemor had been apprehended and taken to the Ho police station. Mawufemor began to recollect about old incidents that had occurred in his life up to that point.
In the last episode, little Mawufemor, now a member of a vicious gang at Accra's Abeka Market, had grown fond of a little schoolgirl, Betty, who had been paying him daily visits at the Market square. Scorpion, dissatisfied with the events, had planned an operation to track down and rape Betty on her way home. During the rape, two mysterious males approached in an Opel Astra saloon car, blazing the car's high lights on them!
Scorpion and the other two youngsters vanished into thin air as the intruders approached. The darkness provided a suitable cover for their safe getaway. Mawufemor, on the other hand, simply stood near the "exhibit," most likely for two reasons. The first was that he wasn't yet a seasoned criminal. Aside from being faint-hearted, he hadn't yet learned the basics of fleeing during an operation. The second reason was that he couldn't leave his friend alone on the floor, writhing in agony, especially after everything she'd been through.
"Please leave the others alone!" One of the men who stepped out of the Opel Astra said to the other. "We have an accomplice. He'll direct us to the others!"
"But he's only a child—indeed, a baby!" The other objected.
"Yes, he is," the other said, "yet he can have a massive erection and stupid guts to rape a woman!" "He's a criminal! He'll become an armed robber when he grows up!"
"I agree with you. How I wish we could kill this scumbag and dispose of his body immediately!"
Mawufemor was currently kneeling over her friend's motionless body.
"She's dead!" exclaimed one of the men after checking the small girl's pulse.
Mawufemor became immobile. His eyes bulged from their sockets, and he was filled with emotion. He leaned on the girl's body, raising and shaking her to get her to return. With a thump, she collapsed lifelessly back to the ground. At this juncture, Mawufemor felt a mix of emotions: sorrow, wrath, agony, and vengeance.
The two men tenderly lifted the lifeless body of the small girl into the booth of the rusty Opel Astra. They returned to find Mawufemor, but he was gone! Mawufemor snuck through the bushes unawares, looking for his friends to unleash the venom of his wrath on them.
He knew exactly where to look for them. He hurried, then sprinted, then walked, then stopped. He was determined to make it in time to the uncompleted building in Apenkwa, a suburb near Abeka, where they always hide after committing a crime until the dust settled. He panted his way the entire 2km to the hideout!
“Fool! What do you want here?" Scorpion yelled. "Are you being followed?"
“Traitor!” Awutsey chipped in.
Mawufemor concentrated all of his energy on his head region, sprinted towards Scorpion, sobbing, and plunged straight into the chest of the young man who was sitting. Scorpion was thrown to the ground and knocked unconscious when he struck his head against a stone on the floor. Mawufemor charged at him, hitting him again on the head with a stone.
Awutsey grabbed an idle shovel from the floor, raced up to Mawufemor, and smacked him across the head. Mawufemor fell to his knees and then to the ground, unconscious.
“Finish the fool!” the other boy suggested.
Awutsey then took a jackknife from his side pocket and thrust it into Mawufemor's abdomen! Mawufemor screamed his way back to consciousness before collapsing again.
Scorpion awoke from his coma at that very moment. He tottered about the compound hunting for a brick after seeing Mawufemor lying comatose on the ground. He returned with a standard-size building block measuring 195 mm x 95 mm x 75 mm. He knelt near the unconscious youngster, lifted the entire block above his head, and smashed it into the boy's head, breaking the block in two.
"Hey, Rapist! Wake up!" The police inspector's harsh voice roused Mawufemor from his deep slumber.
“You have a visitor!”
Mawufemor looked around, and he was still in the police cells of the Ho Central police station.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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