Antonioni’s POVThe report came across my desk that morning. The government wasn’t just shipping drugs to Africa anymore, they wanted eyes on the ground in West Africa. As the executive president of the World Health Logistics Consortium, I had promised to cover logistics personally and get the drugs across to the West African country, but now they needed the team to be on ground.I tapped the screen again to zoom in on Dr. Weiss’ face, frowning. “Which part?”“The Gambia,” Dr. Weiss replied. “A country still staggering under malaria. They’re asking for a full visit. And… they’ll host you properly. Entertain, even.”I rubbed my chin. “Entertain?”“Cocktails, formal dinners, the works. But make no mistake,” the Dr. Weiss added, “they expect results.”I leaned back in my chair, letting the words sink in. My gut tightened. Normally, this isn’t my world. Drugs, fronts, arms and shadows, that’s what I know. Governments, hospitals, charity tours… that’s a stage I’m only invited to, not meant
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