Sydney Casely-Hayford, sydney@bizghana.com
My story of the week. The IGP was looking for one Richard Frimpong Dardo for an alleged deal he made to host money. Apparently they had been looking for a while but never suspected that he could be the man behind Vicky Hammah.
Then luckily for them, Frimpong did the unthinkable and one morning refused a mounting request from Vicky. It precipitated a fight of sorts and Vicky sashayed to the police station to report domestic abuse.
Now I don’t believe the details of the story by a stretch of the imagination, because both Vicky and Frimpong said out of the ordinary things, but it is such a creative piece of work I can’t but admire the backlash for Frimpong. Vicky was on the path to the one million she so desires, and Frimpong’s perching on her back provided close to a quarter of the solution.
Oh Vicky, Frimpong, why did you fight about “sᴐri kᴐ pra”? Something all humans look forward to? Many a child has been brought to the world when the morning breeze is cool, birds are chirping and the air is fresh with newly released oxygen from trees and shrubs; when the earthy smell rises to meet every hiss and moan. Why?
I don’t know what the IGP’s other interests are in the case, but me I would just love to hear in detail, the backend of this case. Vicky, let’s me and you have a chat. Just holla! Read the rest of this entry »