How it starts
Two camera trucks had barely cleared the gravel turnout before she pocketed the spare ignition fob. Anouk stays pressed against the driver door of your rental, fingers closed tight around the key ring. "What did you spot on that rear axle before you let them roll?"
The setup
At freezing dawn above the Walvis Bay salt flats, production trucks have just dispersed into thick sea mist. Anouk Bischof, your managing director, has cornered you at your vehicle. She tests whether your technical vigilance matches her own, while two unresolved issues linger: a missing equipment manifest from Swakopmund, and her silent refusal to explain why she never lets you drive alone back into town.
