David came into the break room holding a thick navy folder.

He checked his phone with his thumb, tapped the screen twice, and laid the folder on the counter beside my bag.

“The consulate’s visa clearance came through at two fifteen,” David said.

“HR has finalized the travel packet.”

He opened the folder and took out a single printed sheet with two airline logos along the top.

“Your flight leaves O’Hare at 9:40 p.m. on Thursday,” he said.

“You connect in Frankfurt.