The night grew deeper. The lights in Sheena’s apartment were dim. Ghani and Alea had been asleep for an hour, their room quiet. In the living room, Sheena was still sitting on the sofa with a tablet in her hands. The screen displayed Ghana company reports that she had to review one by one.

Sheena let out a soft breath. “This month’s sales numbers are pretty good,” she murmured to herself.

From the direction of the kitchen, Julio appeared carrying a glass of water. He walked silently, then sat down beside Sheena. The distance between them was very close.

“You still haven’t stopped?” Julio asked softly.

Sheena didn’t turn her...