Abena knew that getting on this chopper with her new American client Mr. Todd; was suicide. Now they’re enjoying wine, on a hill, in the middle of nowhere. “What kind of trouble is this? It’s supposed to be a work trip.” she thinks to herself.

Her smile is slightly convincing as her unbelievable fear of heights fights her on the inside. “This has to be done,” she tells herself. It’s either this or her career; years of hard work, perseverance, and sacrifice thrown out of the window just because Olivia has a quick mouth dipped in the pool of vengeance.

Todd smiles at her bravery. He can see her heartbeats from across the table. And he’s always liked her. He’s never seen a woman with such beautiful curves in all his life. “You black women are something man…” he mutters. She can see him doing it again. Giving her the ‘I wan chop you’ look. This time she’ll have to endure it.

Even if this is the worst idea, Abena Mensah is prepared to make things right. No matter what. She coughs and manages to smile back. “The night is about to begin Mr. Todd.” She says, “Hey; Be-Na, just call me Todd. Okay?” He says, smiling back. “It is gonna be a long night,” he says. She takes a deep breath, and rubs her sweaty palms together anxiously; it’ll be a long night indeed, she thinks aloud…😌