CAPE COAST CASTLE, JUNE 1874
“That"s another alert.” Mary stood at the window, listening to the pandemonium in the streets outside. Shouts and wails reached the house, with one woman sobbing hysterically. “One only has to whisper the name Ashanti to cause a panic. If the Ashantis ever come, these people will be too petrified to put up any resistance.”
“Aye, they"re scared right enough,” Jack gestured to the orange glow on the underside of the clouds. “Maybe with reason. That"s the reflection of a large fire, probably the Ashantis burning a Fanti village.”
“I"ve heard it"s been like this for weeks,” Mary sipped at a cup of tea. “The Ashanti general Amanquatia controls all the interior." She faced Jack. “I hate this place, Jack. I hate all the memories of s*****y. We did terrible things h
