Eros's Pov
The Savannah region's sun hangs low in the sky; the Adjei family gala takes place at the District Museum, where Nigerian Artifacts and impressionist masterpieces provide a backdrop for Ghana's power elite to network and negotiate.
We exit the building, the sun casting everything in a golden hue that even makes the building look somehow beautiful.
"Well," I ask Althea, who's walking beside, her notebook tucked under her arm."Well done, today."
"Just doing my job," she says, a rare smile lighting her face.
Her enthusiasm is contagious, and I find myself grinning in response."You're doing it too well."
We fall into step together, moving away from the park and towards the scenic streets of the neighborhood. Neither of us suggests calling a car or heading back to the hotel righ
