Five Years Ago…
Sami Adom Mensah stood in front of his
bedroom’s full-length mirror. He was
wearing a three-piece Armani tuxedo with a
pair of Testoni Italian leather shoes and a
Rolex watch on his wrist. His dark brown
hair was combed neatly on his head
emphasizing his striking chiseled facial
features; strong jaw, well-sculpted nose,
thin lips and eyes a shade of blue-gray.
He clasped his hands together and rubbed it
forcefully, a mannerism he couldn’t avoid
whenever he was anxious or nervous.
I can’t do this. He thought, rocking his feet
back and forth.
A knock alerted him from his reverie, made
him forget temporarily his uneasiness.
“Come in.” He shouted.
The door was opened slowly by his mother,
Amah Ruth Mensah. Despite being in
her forties, she was still very slender and
beautiful. Her blue figure-hugging
shimmering gown and gold stilettos made
her look ten years younger.
“Sami… You look so handsome!” His mother
embraced him right away then fixed his
“All mothers say that to their sons.” He
“Not me. Hmm… I’m sure all the girls in the
party will be very envious of Josephine tonight.”
She smiled studying his appearance.
She was so proud of him. At nineteen, Sami
was extremely good-looking, tall with broad
shoulders. His overall appearance was very
Aside from his looks, he was very well
educated, a Unilag Engineering student
and highly intelligent. He portrayed
confidence and motivation. He was also
very adventurous, a thrill seeker and just
like his father, so obsessed with fast cars.
“I don’t feel like going to her party.” Sami
said and sat down on his bed.
“Why? Are you sick?” His mom touched his
forehead then his neck.
“No, I’m not sick.”
“Then, what’s wrong? Tonight’s party is
very important for Josephine, it’s her sixteenth
birthday. You have to be there. She’s your
“I know mom, you don’t have to remind me
all the time.”
“Then, why? Did you quarrel?”
“You can tell me. I’m your mother.”
He grinned at her then shook his head. “I
His mom sighed. “Well, whatever it is just
set it aside for the moment. Come on, we
have to go now. We don’t want to be late.
Your dad and your sisters are already
Sami nodded and stood up. He took his
iPhone from the bedside table and pressed
the home button. Then he saw the fifteen
missed calls from Josephine.
The Mensah family was already inside the
limousine going to the Patrick’s’ Lekki
Mansion. They were invited to attend the
sixteenth birthday celebration of Josephine
Patrick, daughter of Micheal and Nosa
The Patrick’ and Mensah were good
friends. The families both came from Ghana
and migrated to Lagos. They were
involved in the same businesses. Instead of
competing, they transacted business
together and even merged some of their
companies. They monopolized the supply of
various consumer goods in United States.
Each family was tagged as one of the
world’s richest billionaires in Forbes