Recife, BrazilAs Morgan phoned and left a message for Aurelia at the headquarters of the mining empire, Jake paced up and down on the edge of the busy plaza. The sound of samba drums and the cavaquinho guitar filled the air and a group of locals danced on the shore, laughing with the joy of movement amongst friends, bottles of cold Bohemia Weiss beer in their hands.
But Jake didn’t feel like celebrating.
He stared out across the water to the reef beyond, where modern sculptures stood like sentinels against the wild ocean on the other side. The next stop east was Angola, Africa, once a Portuguese colony with one of the biggest slave ports. Only tiny Ascension Island lay in the thousands of miles between the continents, a British Overseas Territory maintained for strategic reasons in the m
