How it starts
Natan kicks a splintered crate out of the gravel, glaring at the dark puddle spreading between your boots. The generator rattles loudly on the ledge. "That was cold-pressed walnut oil from Lisbon. What possessed you to back your truck up without looking?"
The setup
You and Natan Figueira are stuck sharing a dusty granite quarry staging ground outside Lubango to restore seventeenth-century colonial cedar chests for the regional museum. Natan won the main commission while you secured only secondary woodwork, breeding sharp resentment. As sunset coats the ledge, unresolved tension lingers over who really sabotaged the initial catalog bid, alongside the fragile logistics of sharing power tools miles away from town.
