Lucas stood and asked Afosua to join him at the bar. She dutifully followed him. “Your colleague is very pretty.” “Gertrude? Yes, I suppose she is.” “I hope she is not equally naïve.” Afosua glanced back at Lucas. She had been watching Gertrude and Carsten get cozier and cozier, slowly excluding the other two men from their conversation. “And what would she have to be wary of? I’m not sure why her naivety would come into question.” Lucas shifted his …